| Must I intervene make a way by any means
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| Share the struggles with my brothers can’t come in between
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| I’m living proof and the results of when you chase a dream
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| Getting cream I was off the porch at sixteen
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| Hard-Headed but hustle is mindset-ed
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| Dealers all around me and killers with nine’s ready
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| Mama worry bout me every night, troubled by them siren lights
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| Praying she don’t get the call somebody took her baby’s life
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| Shit’s fucked up, black man tough luck
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| We ain’t gotta do shit for the white man to cuff us
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| Four words: «You live and you learn."I'm hoping for change, niggas hope for a
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| bird
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| Never sell you my soul to get the shit that I earned
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| I sit quiet in court, untill that bitch is adjourned
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| That’s true story, livin' in a world full of faith
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| Brother called the other day and told me «Please be safe»
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| Niggas murder every day and make the First 48
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| Find out it’s your homeboy, set him up for the cake
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| Two words: «Fuck That"trust nobody
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| Every time I think to move I keep the.45 by me
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| Yeah I do believe in God but homie please don’t try me
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| Two kids that I’m living for I’ll catch me a body
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| Quarter mil' for the whip, yeah you don’t know nothin' bout it
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| Trying to lessen my trouble still double the profit
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| It’s Ace Hood, Yeah you know what the name
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| Blood shed for the chains, many tears in the game
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| Sweat given for fame, look at the ways I pave
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| All the shit I done done all the hope I done gave
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| Broward County nigga, yeah the city on me
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| I ain’t sign nobody yet but know my city goin' eat
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| Mama house was on the 9th but Tony store up the street
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| Sick and tired of niggas talking I’m the one you should see
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| I’m the nigga to be, fly as whips in the streets
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| Call it exercise and watch ya boy flex on the beat
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| I’m too cold, you sweet, yeah you know
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| Every beat I got a new flow, Ferrari two door
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| I’m the illest alive, what up Nicki Minaj |