| I drive up and down harlem blocks, iced out watch
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| Knots in my socks, cops think Im selling rocks
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| Pulling me over too see if Im drunk
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| But Im sober they wouldnt fuck with me if I drove a nova
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| Listen columbo youre mad because your money come slow
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| And what you make in a year I make in one show
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| Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride
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| Call me all kinda names try to hurt my pride
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| Youre just mad cause Im a young cat, pockets dumb fat
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| Talkin bout where the gun at, I been there and done that
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| Im through with that illegal life, Im stayin legit
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| I love to see cars come cruisin bye and playin my shit
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| I walk around with six thou without a pist-al, my whole clicks wild
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| Im rich pal, no more sticks Im makin hits now
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| I drink cristal, Im through breakin laws
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| I dont sell coke anymore, I do tours
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| So get that flashlight out of my face
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| To bring me down them jakesll do whatever it takes
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| Word up them federals got my phone and my house tapped
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| Praying that I fall for the mouse trap, I doubt that
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| Chorus: big l Why do I end up in so much shit
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| I done came way too far to be callin it quits
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| Jake wanna lock me up even though Im legit
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| They cant stand to see a young brother pockets get thick
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| Aiyyo enoughs enough, federals try to set me up Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust
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| Plus, they want a nigga sewed, but they know
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| Big joey crack aint never rat a cat that he know
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| Fo sho, death before dishonor; |
| I left the streets alone
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| Since tone deceased it almost killed his mama
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| So ima keep doin what Im doin
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| Pursuin my dream til there enough cream to start my own union
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| And show these kids how legit it is Shit is real I used to steal but now I own several businesses
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| So wheres your witness that you claim to have, sayin that Im takin half
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| Extortin new york and not payin tax
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| Im layin back, playin the role, playin the low
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| But its the same ol joe so dont get k.o.d
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| Hey yo Im gonna fry for what I never did
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| Or catch a heavy bid, why dont they just let a nigga live?
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| «what would you do.
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| If the vicious enemy suddenly started comin at you.
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| Armed to the teeth, and ready to kill you? |
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