| When I was five I arrived in America
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| Made it alive survived the hell of a trip getting tellin us
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| Sellin the freedom town to put my feet on the ground
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| See whats around, then lock shit down like Nino Brown
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| I’m bound by yana and down for drama like Tony Man Tana
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| Ya’ll clowns don’t wanna fuck around pana
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| Puffin pounds of marijuana wit my honor ross
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| Gunner floss in the sun of fog getting charge so we’ll party dark
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| Terror Squad my car-tel
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| We larger, it ain’t hard to tell
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| We more cream then carn-val
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| For real pocket filled
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| 1 hundred dollar bills
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| Probably with the squattin bill
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| Knowledge while we holla at the college girls
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| This how it feels to be on top of the world
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| Up in the pearl white drop just cruisin the barrel
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| Keepin it thrill l from the beginning to end do it yourself
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| Ain’t no friends in this end-v-est world we livin in
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| As the world turns from life we learn (As the world turns)
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| The more money you earn
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| The more money to burn (More money to burn)
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| Make the sum cuz everything that glitters ain’t go (glitters ain’t go)
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| Get on the road to riches
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| Fulfill all your wishes and goals
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| Aiyyo there’s only 1 life to live of many ways of livin
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| In many crazy feelin that see their money so high grazin cellin
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| My heart is so warm but they get cold at times
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| I might let you know from my oldest rhymes
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| I poll for shine, hold the nines
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| When I’m livin in the streets till we make it and take it
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| They nuttin giving cuz it ain’t sweet
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| How you think I got nasty?
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| Fuckin with older niggas tryin to pass me
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| But couldn’t out last me
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| It was a run in a race so don’t disrespect
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| Or take this gun in your face so I can put my son in your place
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| Now we can get by in the form of it’ll do all we’ll fuck you though
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| Cuz I’m the boss like Hugo
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| You know the name black
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| My grown-nal bent, turned around and came back
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| I used to sling crack
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| Now I lay back and just play tracks
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| Make a haystack to get my fame better livin and never givin up
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| You can tell by this letter written
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| Yo, Yo, Yo
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| I feel like my life in is trouble
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| Glossy eyes off the lie
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| Tryin to stride to survive the struggle
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| I can’t sleep, yo my cover is deep
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| Tryin to smuggle my fam like antiques
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| Been on the hottest corners and the bunks for weeks
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| Do I trust you?
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| Do you want this as bad as me?
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| Do I buss you or let love become my tragedy?
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| Always swore before I dropped out and was goin slower to the top
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| Everything I got I’m goin to bring it back to the block
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| Took a chance, stepped it up a notch in advance
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| Made the people dance
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| Now it’s time to really enhance
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| All the horror
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| It’s true you ain’t even promise tomorrow
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| The bullet ripped through his starter
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| He blew it don’t even bother
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| My main man
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| Me and him had the same plans
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| Took the same tames
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| I wrote the rhymes while he weighed grams
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| Made me understand
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| See the world revolve in the palm of my hand |
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