| I’m on a whole 'nother level
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| Left the block and now I’m smilin countin money like
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| (Yeahhhhhhhhh) Realize it ain’t the life for me
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| Gotta find another hustle cause (I'm so fly)
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| I’m livin life a lot better — a lot better
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| Still keep a Glock in case the jealous wanna hate tonight
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| Another day up in the hood can’t believe these cats still bangin
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| Look at the years we wasted on the corner block still slangin
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| No matter how much we try to make peace gunshots still ringin
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| Cause to be a hood legend, you die first then become famous
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| Cause I done seen this type of thang before
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| Just hangin out up by the corner store
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| Stick-up kids with them guns galore
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| Layin e’rybody down stretched on the floor
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| I thought about it man I’m way too fly
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| To have a fella robbin me outside
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| That’s why I keep that thang by my side
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| And count every blessin while I’m screamin out
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| I hate to say it but the people that’s surroundin me are way too shady
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| The only people I could trust that’s my family and my lady
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| All my dawgs got guns ready for action, they won’t betray me
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| Ain’t the type to run or to hold my tongue when it gets crazy
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| See I been through this type of thang before
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| Even had trouble with the law
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| On the couch when they smashed my door
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| With a warrant found the cash stashed under the floor
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| I never could understand the cause
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| I was the one that pulled the shortest straw
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| I couldn’t live this type of life no more
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| So I had a part of me screamin out
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| I’m in blue with them BF frames
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| Walkin on lean while my chain hangs
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| Drivin somethin, pronounced mad strange
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| Yeah I’m mad cool cause I been through flames
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| Walk with a limp cause I been through dames
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| Now she’s a ho, cause she been through gangs
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| Beef with cats for a small chump change
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| I’m rich now, that’s more chump change
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| (Streets is mine nigga!) The cops know slang
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| Man get the picture, before you buy the frame
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| Call me heartthrob, cause I’m so vain/vein
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| Couldn’t come close if you sat in my Range
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| My scars can prove it, I’m passion and pain
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| Singin |