| In the studio all night makin’hits
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| since you claim I don’t right I’m a put it like this
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| Benzino shit tight when I flex my wrists
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| check the publishing dawg I gets checks for this
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| and the public gonna love with the check for this
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| motivated by the hate you better check the list
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| shit’s climbin’homeboy you better check these whips
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| fully loaded with a tech two extra clips
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| now it wasn’t really that long ago
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| when I put it down with my team almighty R.S.O.
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| hustler by night make beats in the day
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| had that thing under the bed if you fuck with Ray
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| damn shame why we gotta live this way
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| protect my life by any means I ain’t dyin’today
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| and I love rap music it’s the reason I’m alive
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| and my faith in God is the reason I survive what
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| I’m prayin’forever
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| I gotta find another way up ain’t no way I’ll ever give up
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| I’m stayin’forever
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| and there ain’t nothin’holdin’me down
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| ain’t no way to count me out
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| Not too many chose the path that young Zino took
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| where the R.S.O. |
| or Made Men cats we shook
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| I find it hard to believe that dawg’s still livin'
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| let alone makin’music and I in prison
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| Destiny’s some shit you can’t avoid
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| build a solid foundation and you can’t destroy
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| Me Jeff and JD we keepin’it real
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| we stay-in homeboys fuck a record deal
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| shit don’t move less you got somethin’to prove
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| caught up in the streets go gun for gun
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| since day one I know I stack a million plus
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| maintain keep my cash flow up bumble and sickly
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| still got my .38 with me and my gangsta tight
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| like invincible shit get critical
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| you face I ain’t feelin’you
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| dead upon arrival it’s all about survival
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| I’m a rep for my title
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| Dead before dishonor I’m a scream it loud
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| put in work Four Corners where I move the crowd
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| undenied my dawg’s were the best around
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| media constantly tryin’to test my ground
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| attitude real 'noyed my trust is gone
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| temper always flare up my patience worn
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| association’s a bitch when you known by all
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| conspiracy with a snitch wanna see me fall
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| Raw shit revoke I don’t seem to ever learn my lesson
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| Hayes blowin’out the roof spray envy and blessin'
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| Ray face the truth when niggas start confessin'
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| hot up in the booth I hope I answered all your questions
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| Ain’t no way to count me out
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| I’m gon’be here for you babe
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| we gotta find a way out
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| ain’t no way I’ll ever give up |