| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Uh, yee, yeah
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| Hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
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| (Beats)
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| Yeah, oh, I know
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| Yeah, bando twenty-nine
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| DBE, the streets is mine
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| No matter how they got me in court, you won’t see my cry
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| Had to move to the suburbs, I gotta see less slime
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| My pen Bobby call it Shmurda, call it GS9
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| I can’t talk too much, you gotta read between the lines
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| I can’t listen to the speech, I read between the lines
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| When I was down to my last, you ain’t stick around
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| Lookin' back when you find out, I swear I seen you smile
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| Any waps for sale, just say a price, we buy 'em now
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| And any teeth you got, just bring 'em down, we buy 'em now
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| When it rains it pours, that stormy shower flyin' down
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| I told my youngins, leave your phone, when you slidin' out
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| There’s things I’ve seen, that can never ever leave your mind
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| When your past is so present, it’s hard to leave behind
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| I pray they leave the gang in peace, before they see demise
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| Yeah
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| And I make both flights, go back to back
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| Now they in Berlin
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| Get that coke on the pack
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| And blend the heroine
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| Gucci, bullet, blemmin' it up
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| And then we pressin' it
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| I’ve been high the whole damn month
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| Ain’t answerin' messages
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| Heard that nigga cappin' on me, but he irrelevant
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| I took his baby mama overseas
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| Fucked her in Netherlands
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| All my niggas ride with the traps
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| Don’t get embezzlement (They be screamin', «Take care»)
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| Convince she Heaven sent
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| Yeah, they be screamin', «Take care», like I’m Drizzy, Drizzy
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| My nigga rollin' hot, right now it’s Glizzy, Glizzy
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| No cap, baby girl, I keep on sayin' that, we live this for real
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| Yeah, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
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| Just let the beat talk, still got time, yeah, yeah
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| Believe your daddy, little angel, I can break your heart
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| Your mother was my first love, not just my baby mama
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| And I watch two of them niggas eat and they save me nothin'
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| Ain’t even save me a crumb, that shit made me numb
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| Yeah, my little nigga caught a bird and he ain’t lose his mind
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| You gain a lifetime of ratin', you lose a little time
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| You spend your life in a cage until you believe you’ll fly
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| I knew this nigga was wrong’un and I done seen the sign
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| Yeah, just let the, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm (Yeah, yeah,
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| yeah)
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| This just the shit that’s on my mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| See I ain’t even gotta lie (Yeah)
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| I got cocaine in the backseat
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| Cocaine in the pass' seat
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| Lyin' ass bitches, in my DM tryna trap me
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| She been tryna leave that nigga for a minute, she weren’t happy
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| I just hit my nigga, fresh home, he movin' scatty
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| I worked so hard to get these packs and they confused when I’m still trappin'
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| I had to get her to court, a nigga up in traffic
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| I gave my nigga couple thousands, and he came with a ratchet
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| From the trenches or the bando, all this pain that I can’t manage
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| I looked my mother in the eyes, said, «I promise that I’ll stop»
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| First check from a…
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| First time I hit a lick, I swear I lost a prof
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| I’ma teach my lil' nigga how to live and how to rob
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| Nitties make them wait there
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| Thousands by the same stairs
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| Dodgin' solo, I’m hittin' solo, I’m back up on the same stairs
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| I see these new cameras on my old block, it’s gettin' bait there
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| I’m on the phone, controllin' my whole block, I think it’s greatness (Yeah)
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| Yeah, my little nigga caught a bird and he ain’t lose his mind
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| You gain a lifetime of ratin', you lose a little time
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| You spend your life in a cage until you believe you’ll fly
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| I knew this nigga was wrong and I done seen the sign
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| Yeah, just let the, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm (Yeah, yeah,
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| yeah)
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| This just the shit that’s on my mind (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| See I ain’t even gotta lie (Yeah)
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| Oh, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm
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| Yeah (Yeah)
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| Yeah, yeah |