Nu Jerzey Twork - 50 Dickinson St lyrics

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Nu Jerzey Twork - 50 Dickinson St lyrics

{Intro} I'm only focused on my endeavors I ain't promised tomorrow, it's either now or never No daddy round, it was just child and mother That's mama crib sitting on the album cover That sh*t burned down, I'm happy she alive That sh*t burned down with memories inside I know (Pain) {Hook} Been too much going on, stay from round here Mama in the room, we had pounds there Heaven upstairs, hell downstairs What we get into Education was so miniscule House phone was off the house when we was missing school We had so much traffic in the living room {Verse} It started out with *bleep* uncle Hamilton and (?) He handed me a pack I went ham to get it off Selling 5 to get 50 bucks, ready to see the mall A Devil's hat and some new pants to hit it off Gave $400 to *bleep*, he granted me a ball Sleeping on his daughter mattress She had canopies and all Granted, I was dealing with a family of frauds I keep eating with this ni**a- I was guaranteed to starve Resolve, I hit regime with the work, it's coming custom ni**a told the plug I had to suffer I told myself he'd pay for what he did to me I got him where I wanted him then I crushed him Started pinching off the re-up, that's the hustle Dropped 47 thousand and it crushed him Gun co*ked while he counting, I'm just clutching If he notice 3 missing I'mma buss him Only here for consolidation Made it all off brown sugar, Sanaa Lathan I finally made it Bought a crib, say hi to neighbors I wave like JFK but I'm Ronald Regan Crack sales, most of my clients are white and racist I used to be a ni**a, I call em, like "How's it hanging?" Lot of day shifts Lot of moves in moderations God is gracious, we ain't never grant mama basement (Pain) {Hook} Been too much going on, stay from round here Mama in the room, we had pounds there Heaven upstairs, hell downstairs What we get into Education was so miniscule House phone was off the house when we was missing school We had so much traffic in the living room Pain Too much going on, stay from round here Mama in her room, we had pounds there Heaven upstairs, hell downstairs

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