| Faith, faith, faith, faith, faith
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| Faith
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| Oh
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| I was goin' about my day, heard a nigga had some change on me
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| I’m tryna numb this pain, got a half a million dollars worth of chains on me
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| My nigga say I’m fake, he don’t wanna talk about how he changed on me
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| He don’t wanna talk about how he changed on me
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| VVS’s on me, you can see it when the lights off
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| I was in them streets when granny said stay on the sidewalk
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| I don’t play 'bout beef, you fuck with me, they bring out white chalk
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| We could be in the mall, I don’t give a fuck, I’m lettin' that nine off
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| The trenches got lonely, I went out of town
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| It’s guidelines to this shit, these niggas out of bounds
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| And since I lost my brothers, I been out my mind
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| In the cell 24 hours, I was in a bind
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| Control your love, it can be resigned
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| Them 600 boys, it can be defined
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| But the life in the poor, it can’t be designed
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| And the choice’ll be yours, I’m riding with mine
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| Get the money fast, won’t like talk
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| I can see my future, it’s a bright one
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| And I get fly as shit with no stylist
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| Never know who gon' tell when the feds come
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| Believe in yourself or you don’t have nothin'
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| Lil' bro got a double homi, faith, he have none
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| And I gotta protect this hundred K invested in a bond
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| You can see it in my eyes and see my past on the hunt
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| All you see on the news in my city, Murder One
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| We got my pipe up with the shooters, we ain’t worried 'bout nothin'
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| You can give away your life, don’t pass away your gun
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| I seen my guys pass away before we ever won
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| Get the money fast, won’t like talk
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| I can see my future, it’s a bright one
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| And I get fly as shit with no stylist
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| Never know who gon' tell when the feds come
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| Believe in yourself or you don’t have nothin'
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| Lil' bro got a double homi, faith, he have none
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| And I gotta protect this hundred K invested in a bond
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| You can see it in my eyes and see my past on the hunt |