Raised in the Low Class (Remix)

Back to the 80s..., to the 80s..., to the 80s..., Re-remix it now...

I was raised in the low class, low class/I was raised in the low class, low class/I was raised in the low class, low class/I was raised in the low class, low class

I was raised in the funky low class so fast no regrets/Tryna floss like a boss might get ya neck wrecked/Run up quick with the tool make ya fools step back/You could be the man on the curb and then get ya tech snatched/Unless concealed fingers on the steel never slack off/Same gorilla logics keep the pack soft/Pretty white guts rims big as a raft dawg/Jolly colors (colors) on the whip while we pass yall/North Carolina Raven Heights you know that I'm lastin/The hood on my back when you haters think about attackin/The collective stackin money by the caseload/Million-Mountain-Water got the game on reload/Got the got the game on (re-re-re-load!)

I was raised in the low class, low class/I was raised in the low class, low class/I was raised in the low class, low class/I was raised in the low class, low class

We still cock em up rock em down come up love/ Flexin out lookin good same hood same thug/Full of dope full of cross no love just a bust/People greed want it all cut the boss take his trust/Got them diamonds in the teeth in the watch in the ride/Diamond out necklace diamond out Fendi pride/You stay sweatin the law while we dodgin them lies/In the low class think fast youngins packin them nines/(puh-puh-puh-packin them nines)

I was raised in the low class, low class/I was raised in the low class, low class/I was raised in the low class, low class/I was raised in the low class, low class - I was.