| Whatchu on today?
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| My brothers just do you wrong today
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| You can hate it if you wanna hate
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| But one phone call and they on the way
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| 'Cause I’m just blessed with a gift
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| I remember I ain’t have shit
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| In the mall we was stealin' hella shit
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| Free my brother never switch
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| Remember we was out here sharin' face
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| Yeah, we went from bus routes to foreign whips
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| Right before rappin', me and Modego was up in the basement
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| I never knew faith could take my life and be so dangerous
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| 'Cause that be my dawg, I switch up the cost, no replacements
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| Hard days to come home, it’s a struggle alone locked up in them cages
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| Whatchu on today?
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| My brothers just do you wrong today
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| You can hate it if you wanna hate
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| But one phone call and they on the way
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| Whatchu on today?
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| My brothers just do you wrong today
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| You can hate it if you wanna hate
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| But one phone call and they on the way
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| I was thuggin' with the dropouts
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| All lurkin' with a weapon
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| Only degrees they know is first to second
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| In that field tryna do a fuckin' murder with Wesson
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| My youngins heartless, they purgin' and they steppin'
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| If you catch a body, get a burner in the necklace
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| I be out in traffic with some wild adolescences
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| They gon' leave his mind on the curb, yeah, they reckless
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| He was dissing on the gang, bet that pussy learned his lesson
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| I wear my flag, but this Ralph Lauren, not no Hilfiger
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| You see me flexin', come and turn up with a real nigga
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| Play your cards right, 'fore them killers come and deal with ya
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| My homies dead, we party for 'em like they still with us
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| Whatchu on today?
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| My brothers just do you wrong today
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| You can hate it if you wanna hate
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| But one phone call and they on the way
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| Whatchu on today?
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| My brothers just do you wrong today
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| You can hate it if you wanna hate
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| But one phone call and they on the way |