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[Party Arty]
Mommy got high
Daddy was a cop
My brother got fly
Me I was a flop
Was supposed to play ball, college and go pro
Instead I wanna rap, bust gats and smoke 'dro
And if you don't know, 'bout a nigga like P
This is The Diary, without MTV
I grew up in the Bronx, New York City
Home of Hip-Hop, and it ain't nothin' pretty
Everything's dirty 'til it breaks my heart
So I play my part 'til I make the charts
And I keep it gully, I'mma say my part
All the girls they love me, I'm like the ace of hearts
But you don't know what I'm into, or what I've been through
Might sound sentimental on instrumental
I went through so much and remembered so little
From the lights to the ice my life is no riddle