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Me and my crew make do with the little we've got
Split pies, put it all in one pot
Good times, pour it up in one shot
Young, lost, and forgotten ones

I ain't coming with the cash and the flash
Like the ones that you see on TV
And honestly the only thing I ever had
Are the ones that you see with me
We made it through the trends and the fads
We go back like ODB
It was just us making our moves
Stock town streets

So I never dressed for where I was
Dressed for where I was tryna be
Started so deep down in the mud
You know we all just tryna eat
Couldn't nobody hold me back
At first it was only just a dream
That could never ever be done
Without my team
That's why now...

Me and my crew make do with the little we've got
Split pies, put it all in one pot
Good times, pour it up in one shot
Young, lost, and forgotten ones
Me and my crew make do with the little we've got
Split pies, put it all in one pot
Good times, pour it up in one shot
Young, lost, and forgotten ones

Melanin, little ink on our skin
Nobody even knew it was there
Only thinking 'bout the places we could go
Little young, broke millionaires
It wasn't easy like the elevator broke
And we all had to take the stairs
Making new rules, me and my dogs
Me and my crew

So I never dressed for where I was
Dressed for where I was tryna be
Started so deep down in the mud
You know we all just tryna eat
Couldn't nobody hold me back
At first it was only just a dream
That could never ever be done
Without my team
That's why now...

Me and my crew make do with the little we've got
Split pies, put it all in one pot
Good times, pour it up in one shot
Young, lost, and forgotten ones
Me and my crew make do with the little we've got
Split pies, put it all in one pot
Good times, pour it up in one shot
Young, lost, and forgotten ones

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