| You can see the lights from the new moon, once every blue moon
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| Twice every two noons, life in the grow room
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| (Smoke) Lala
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| (Drink) Love
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| (Live) Life
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| (Think) Loyalty
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| (Smoke) Gangtime
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| (Drink) Mafia
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| (Live) Whatever
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| (Think) Let’s get
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| Ain’t nuthin promised to a nigga but the
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| And I came back, so I hit the and took a drink
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| For my hitters in the bing and my critters in the grave
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| Higher than a motherfucker reminiscing in the days
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| On the times in the gutter, when my man went cluttered
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| I remember it like yesterday, that was the days
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| Now we live in a age, it’s legal to own a gage
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| And killers is underaged, so you can’t put your vest away
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| Cause ten years today, we was on haze
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| When my nigga got grazed from a stray when it ricochet
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| Went to his rib-cage and it struck a vein
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| As he bled out, the blood ran down the drain
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| As I ran out the house, see my nigga lay
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| Middle of the street, letter T, number seven
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| Saw the look in his face, my face expression changed
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| He in a better place, so in his name i’ma
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| (Smoke) Gettin money
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| (Drink) Stay on the block
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| (Live) We punch on the time clock
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| (Smoke) on a scale
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| (Drink) Stayin outta jail
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| (Live) We livin' off the wall
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| No promise for tomorrow
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| Yo look
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| I don’t get along with these niggas, maybe something wrong with me
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| I trust none of these niggas, they all out to get me
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| I calculate my moves, before I step foot
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| Why would I trust you? |
| I don’t know you that good
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| But I never live like a scary nigga
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| I step to my demons, I don’t hop for them niggas
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| When you get to know me, you learn I’m a wild boy
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| Ever since I was a kid, I knew my voice
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| Would be heard worldwide if I told my story
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| Cause everybody love a good underdog story
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| I was the runt nobody wanted
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| Little sick skinny puppy who the world disregarded
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| I wasn’t supposed to live this long
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| But god showed a little favor it is a for the lord
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| And blessed me with the gift of pain
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| And that pain made me who I am today
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| That’s why I smoke, drink, live, think very deeply
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| My philosophy today is
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| Fuck the world and don’t ask me for shit
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| And anything you get you gotta work hard for it
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| You can see the lights from the new moon, once every blue moon
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| Twice every two noons, life in the grow room
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| You can see the lights from the new moon, once every blue moon
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| Twice every two noons, life in the grow room
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| (Smoke) Lala
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| (Drink) Love
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| (Live) Life
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| (Think) Loyalty
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| (Smoke) Gangtime
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| (Drink) Mafia
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| (Live) Whatever
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| (Think) Let’s get |