Released on February 1, 2013

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[Verse 1]

I was fifteen going on sixteen

My only dream to be out of that city

We drank tanqueray, we drink alizé

The snow fell down, we play shallow days

Flash back to those memories

Flickin ash on that fendi

Sending drinks to my enemies

Crackin smiles for all those that envy

I got 24s, poking out

At the club I'm showing out

Still tippin, im still sippin

Its 2AM, they still trippin

(Hook:)

Kids in the slums, shining up they guns

Get home safe, know you still you're mommas son

Don't lose that life, you'll never get it back

Don't choose that life, wind up on the wrong track

Verse 2:

My mother staying up late night

Her fingers crossed that I'm safe

I'm acting dumb, my phone's off

Last time we talked i screamed

See all i can do is hope

My kids are nothing like me

I put my parents through hell and back

And still somehow they love me

I know some people don't get that

Somebody gonna hit that

Cigars stuffed to the rim with drugs

Looking out the cut like who is that

Pulling up in that all black

Hearse so you know it's me

It's that young skinny pimp, flows something like breeze

(Hook:)

Kids in the slums, shining up they guns

Get home safe, know you still you're mommas son

Don't lose that life, you'll never get it back

Don't choose that life, wind up on the wrong track