| What up until then
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| I’ma be thuggin inside them project buildings
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| They blowing them cookies, that’s all the ghetto children
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| Plotting on ways that we can make a million, billion
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| What up until then
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| What up until then
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| What up until then
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| Let’s say I’m in the room with a bitch, and the hoe don’t wanna fuck
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| Like a man, I’ma beat my meat, then get my fucking up fosho'
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| That’s just how we do it in the O bruh
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| Oh what, you ain’t know bruh?
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| Yeah, that’s that old school Juv' bruh!
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| I used to slap that shit everyday at school bruh
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| Brought that shit back, now that old slap sound new bruh
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| Rack after rack after stacks, I got pool bucks
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| Rich nigga but I’m still in the bruh
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| Candy paint, got the whip looking wet bruh
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| I’m shining bruh
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| And like my nephew young Pharaoh, «Big Tymin'» bruh
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| And if them suckers outside then we sliding bruh
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| I swear to god man them niggas in hiding bruh
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| And we ain’t wasting no shots on civilians bruh
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| Too busy plotting on ways to make a million bruh
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| What up until then
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| I’ma be thuggin inside them project buildings
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| They blowing them cookies, that’s all the ghetto children
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| Plotting on ways that we can make a million, million
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| What up until then
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| I be grinding, scraper and rental ridin'
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| I act broke, you act rich, we both lying
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| But up until then
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| I be grinding, scraper and rental ridin'
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| I act broke, you act rich, we both lying
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| But up until then
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| Up until then I be ducking the pen to get a break
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| Helping all the project children have faith
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| One shot for the kids doing bids where I stay
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| One shot for the niggas doing bids in The Bay
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| If we pray we gon' make it but god he seem busy
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| ‘Til then we got hopes for pounds and plenty chicken
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| Damn we was poor as a kid, I’m reminiscing
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| Steal that nigga’s drawers and wallet, had to get ‘em
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| Shit I know the feeling when your brother in jail
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| And your daddy in court and your sister a ho
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| Shit don’t give up though, you gon' make it
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| Remember when the ghetto child making people hate it
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| Remember money easy to get, but hard to save it
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| Remember when pain come in your life, gotta take it
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| I know you lose hope when you’re looking at your mama, the drama
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| But you can be Obama
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| What up until then
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| I’ma be thuggin inside them project buildings
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| They blowing them cookies, that’s all the ghetto children
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| Plotting on ways that we can make a million, million
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| What up until then
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| I be grinding, scraper and rental ridin'
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| I act broke, you act rich, we both lying
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| But up until then
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| I be grinding, scraper and rental ridin'
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| I act broke, you act rich, we both lying
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| But up until then
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| You getting money bruh? |
| Acting funny bruh?
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| Like Mac Dre, they don’t ever hear your tummy bruh?
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| They say Fab, bring the movement back
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| Dope, bro what you gon' do with that?
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| You in the hood bruh? |
| Is it good bruh?
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| Forty fifth, same corner where you stood bruh?
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| Are you a G bruh? |
| just like me bruh?
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| Heard you’re selling tree, from an eighth to a P bruh
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| Gettting stacks bruh? |
| Like that bruh?
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| Your name ain’t never came on that RapFacts bruh
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| Oh you solid bruh, got a couple dollars bruh
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| Did your time, you ain’t tell on your partners bruh
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| Getting money bruh? |
| Staying under bruh?
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| ‘Bout to bring out your trophies for the summer bruh?
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| They think they know, but they don’t know
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| Just make ‘em wonder bruh
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| Keep doin' your thing little nigga, boy you comin' up
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| What up until then
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| I’ma be thuggin inside them project buildings
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| They blowing them cookies, that’s all the ghetto children
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| Plotting on ways that we can make a million, million
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| What up until then
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| I be grinding, scraper and rental ridin'
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| I act broke, you act rich, we both lying
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| But up until then
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| I be grinding, scraper and rental ridin'
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| I act broke, you act rich, we both lying
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| But up until then |