| I tell a nigga straight up thinking you better wake up and go to sleep thinking
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| ‘bout the same shit, nigga
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| You better wake up to get it and go to sleep with it, nigga
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| We don’t play no games, we play for keeps
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| Young, rich niggas that’s happy to be alive, nigga
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| Trust Come First, straight like that, nigga
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| We’re out here taking risks, nigga
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| Everyday, we take risks, nigga
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| Young risk takers, nigga
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| We don’t play no games, we play for keeps
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| Bow your head, say your grace and eat, young man
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| The world is yours
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| Trust
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| Hit me out though
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| Ayo
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| Ayo
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| Let’s take it back, 14, I was on probation
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| Focused on the corner pacing, so impatient
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| Before I served the smokers, make sure I know their faces
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| They call me nephew, I call them unc, but we’re no relation
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| Motivated, going places
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| You ever drove the motherload on the road and had open cases?
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| I thank God I ain’t incarcerated
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| Now I don’t see the moves when they get made, I just orchestrate it
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| Told the bitch I like your coordination
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| The way your body move, we can probably get rich from fornication
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| Move my family to four locations
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| All down south, it’s Georgia and Florida plates on my spaceships
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| You switch sides when it’s altercations
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| I ran with the same team my whole career, I’m Walter Payton
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| Talk to strangers, wasn’t often able
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| You got to understand a boss' language to sit across the table
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| Trust
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| These niggas playing, but we play for keeps
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| Money on the floor, look like I’m raking leaves
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| Real nigga, so you know your secret safe with me
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| Uh huh, we bow our heads, we say grace and eat
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| Got to watch these niggas, got to watch your paper
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| Got to watch these bitches, try to spot these haters
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| I need a couple hundred bands in my safe at least
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| Yeah, we bow our heads, we say grace and eat
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| A stash box in the Honda Civic
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| A lot of spending, I should be the mascot for the diamond district
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| Knowledge given from time in prison
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| They fed us lies as children and expect us to live an honest living
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| Now I’m sitting in my favorite foreign
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| Can’t recall a day that’s boring, staying in places you pay to tour in
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| But that money ain’t important
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| What’s important is my man did ten and his bitch waited for him
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| You’re ‘round niggas that was never for you
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| If you was with me when I ain’t have nothing, then I’m forever loyal
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| I’m still suffering from paranoia
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| It will never stop, just changed my locks and got a better lawyer
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| I bow my head, say my grace and eat
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| Count my bread then I play my plug then I shake the streets
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| I need a couple mills sitting in my safe at least
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| I play with keys and keep drums like I’m making beats
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| Trust
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| These niggas playing, but we play for keeps
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| Money on the floor, look like I’m raking leaves
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| Real nigga, so you know your secret safe with me
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| Uh huh, we bow our heads, we say grace and eat
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| Got to watch these niggas, got to watch your paper
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| Got to watch these bitches, try to spot these haters
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| I need a couple hundred bands in my safe at least
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| Yeah, we bow our heads, we say grace and eat |