| Goddamn man
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| (Ill Will made this beat bounce)
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| Same old niggas that I die for
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| Same old niggas that I slide for
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| (Yeah, Neb on another level)
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| Same old niggas that I cry for
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| Same old niggas I set a riot for
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| Lil' hit me up
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| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall»
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| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city
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| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety
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| Lil' hit me up
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| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall»
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| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city
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| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety
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| Couldn’t left my dawg, I ain’t talked to dude in a while
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| I told him keep his head up, it ain’t no losing his trial
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| I can see it in your momma face that she super stressed out
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| She reminisced back in the day when you was her only child
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| But on the other end, I been chasin' Benjamin’s
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| And the crazy part about it, innocent
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| I can’t trust no fam, can’t trust no friend
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| I feel like «Who gon' hold it down 'til the very end?»
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| Nobody
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| I can’t go to sleep without a pole by me
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| Who told the youngins in the trenches I’m a role model?
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| Old dirty Glock with that extension got 'bout four bodies
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| And when I pull up to the mall, I’m with the mob and we got four choppers
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| They tryna see where I be at, they tryna see what I’m on
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| I’m ridin' round clutchin' on that MAC, he play, I’m bustin' his dome
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| See I done been to hell and back like I’m a long way from home
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| Same niggas cross me, can’t call my phone
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| Lil' hit me up
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| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall»
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| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city
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| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety
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| Lil' hit me up
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| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall»
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| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city
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| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety
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| They sent lil' Leaky to the feds, they gave my nigga a pound
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| I know my nigga mad at me I don’t never go and see his child
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| He signed a letter to the game like y’all gon' hold it down
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| My nigga say he losin' faith, he feel like nobody gon' stick around
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| I see you wellin' in your face, especially when you frown
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| They got lil' Pablo in the cage and he locked down
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| Pablo told me he can’t even take a day off 'cause the lawyer sayin' that the DA
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| takin' on the trial
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| I know you hopin' and wishin' that this get over with and finished
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| It’s only two things come with thuggin', yeah, that’s dead and prison
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| Deep down inside, you feel the sickest conscience of consequences
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| Ma tried to tell you way back then but you just didn’t want to listen
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| Feel like the love they show you fake so you just try to keep distance
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| Come from a jail wall every day like tell me what am I missing
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| Ain’t nothin' change about that game, bros act like you still in the kitchen
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| This shit a shame, I can’t even trust grandma grandson
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| Lil' hit me up
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| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall»
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| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city
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| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety
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| Lil' hit me up
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| He like, «Lil' bro, you know these niggas prayin' on your downfall»
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| But let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| Let a nigga play and I let rounds off
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| I keep a shooter on my side while I’m flipping through the city
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| Niggas envy and I know that they hate me
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist with no safety
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| I keep a Glizzy on my waist for my safety |