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Started off
With a buck and a half mayne
Slowly moved my way
Up the rap game
First Double Life built up the name
Stretch and Bob debuted us
We were getting close to fame
Revolutions got a million plays
On YouTube before streaming
Started taking place
Then Street Reportas
Changed the pace
Dropped an underground classic
Critically acclaimed
Desert Sands broke the internet
Before IG man we were set
I thought my future
Would be validated
Everywhere I went
I would get congratulated
We were doing shows with Wu-Tang
KRS, Black Eye Peas
Thought I had to make it
When I was in the lab with Pun
He told I should spit fire
Rapid like a gun
And I'll never forget
As a rapper I never blew
But ain't no regrets
I'll just keep spitting
Plain and simple
America Undercover
Shoulda went triple
Throwback Classic
Shoulda went triple
Years Of My Life
Shoulda went triple
Life On The Rock
Shoulda went triple
Street Disciple
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Then I started making a killing
Paul Nice and Don Lo
Entered the building
Taught me how to make beats
I was still in the cypher
Battling in the streets
Had a big song with Masta Ace
International release
I was making papes
But they didn't know my face
Just knew me for my bars
I was locked up in a safe
Then I started digging in the crates
Had a joint with AG
I was making waves
They would play it on
The Wake Up Show
While I'm speaking on this hey
Gotta thank Tech and Sway
That was time I sold my first track
5 hundred dollas and a champelli sack
Next my homie Prozack hit a breeze
Got my first major placement
15 G's
Throwback Classic
Shoulda went triple
Years Of My Life
Shoulda went triple
Life On The Rock
Shoulda went triple
Street Disciple
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Then I started doing tracks
For Mac Dre
I was the hottest producer
In the Bay
And that ain't coming
From my words
You ain't the top of chain
Unless they say
But the streets have spoken
I was playing tracks for Jacka
Getting him open
Me and Fab did an album for Oakland
For Brooklyn in Richmond
Local kids got LA scoping
Did a couple things for Dipset
Universal and Sony
Sending big checks
That's when I met Berner
Recorded his first album
He became an earner
This is all part of my journey
I was signing big deals
with my attorney
I wasn't chasing money
Maybe a little
My beats run the streets
Shoulda went triple
Throwback Classic
Shoulda went triple
Years Of My Life
Shoulda went triple
Life On The Rock
Shoulda went triple
Street Disciple
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Classic homie
Shoulda went triple
Written by: Gennessee Lewis
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