| This that struggle rap shit
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| Mmm
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| Mm mm
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| Yeeaahh
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| It’s a young niggas nation, yeah
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| It’s a young niggas nation, yeah
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| It’s the dropout, I’m in a class of my own
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| Figured I’d do better alone, they say the house not a home
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| But where your heart is nigga, figured I’d do better in rome
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| Til I got my niggas in Paris let me get in my zone
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| I could take it as far as it goes, sloppy drunk all week
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| I could mix the Hen with Patron
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| A lil interracial, No discrimination
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| See nothing wrong with a little zanny and shrooms
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| She gone off the acid her ass is the fattest
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| She drag it then pass it, stuck like traffic
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| Passion of a pastor, the future got past tense I fucked up
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| But my attitude adjusted, it’s tough love
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| I could give a damn about your laughter it’s plastic
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| I see straight through it, it’s lingerie
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| But to my niggas ballin like Hardaway
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| I say sorry my mind took it the harder way
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| But fuck it I’m never giving my heart away
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| See it’s the year of the youth, year of the truth
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| You win and you lose, they let us loose
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| I’m on my P’s & Q’s I got the juice
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| So it’s just weed and brews for my masseuse
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| I’m stress free reflecting on life and what it could be
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| But what’s a «could» when you should be or should have been
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| It makes sense it was heaven sent
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| Mama preached, daddy hustled so believe I made profit
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| You could never do a young brotha no harm it’s that deep
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| Try standing in twelve feet
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| I’m in there swimwear, straight up out the belly of the beast
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| I done had a feast with the kings
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| Now it’s time to exceed all your dreaming
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| Soon you will see you can’t replace em with cheap imitations
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| It’s a young nigga’s nation
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| It’s a young nigga’s nation
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| It’s a young nigga’s nation yeah
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| Young niggas run everthing around
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| Young niggas run everthing around here
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| Around here
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| Baby turn the lights off everything lit, Yeah
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| Said baby turn the lights off everything lit
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| Said baby turn the lights off everything lit
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| Young niggas run everything around
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| In the back of my mind it’s a matter of time
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| I know I ain’t shit right now
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| All a nigga do is drink liqour
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| I’m drunk right now, got to get it how I live it
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| So I’m bound to make a killing
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| It’s hard for a nigga
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| To the point that mama left it up to god on a nigga
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| Not proud of a nigga, all this liquor in my liver
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| I’m addicted to the feeling of sipping
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| And not worrying about a motherfucking thing
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| Till I black out lash out
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| Last night baby mama said I spazzed out
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| Cause I’m worried about my daughter, and how I’m gone feed her
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| I can barely support her, I rarely even see her
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| Dollar and a dream yeah it’s a lot that I can teach her
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| Mama is a preacher so I leave it up to Jesus
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| Holding a lil grudge right now, so we ain’t speaking
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| It’s my soul I’m seeking I know that a nigga need her
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| But fuck it imma grind for motherfucking niggas
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| Most likely imma die with the bitches and the liquor
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| Don’t worry bout mine, money calling palms itching
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| Niggas get left behind worrying about another nigga
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| So fuck it imma grind for my niggas in the system
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| Fuck a 9 to 5 cause honestly I’m too gifted
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| I know a lot of motherfuckers that say that shit ignorant
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| But’ll spend they whole wishing they could of done different
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| Nigga don’t be complacent
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| (bitch, pussy ass nigga) Turn Up!
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| Turn the lights off everything lit, Yeah
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| Said baby turn the lights off everything lit
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| Ohh baby turn the lights off everything lit
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| Said baby turn the lights off everything lit
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| It’s a young nigga’s nation
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| Young niggas run everthing around
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| It’s a young nigga’s nation
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| Young niggas run everthing around, round here
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| Young niggas run everthing around here, round here
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| Young niggas run everthing around
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| Young niggas run everthing around here
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| It’s a young nigga’s nation |