| I see death around the corner I don’t go there
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| I see envy in your eyes nigga, oh yeah
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| Pussy nigga without that pistol can’t go nowhere
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| Still get your head bust cause niggas don’t care
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| I see death around the corner I don’t go there
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| I see envy in your eyes nigga, oh yeah
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| Pussy nigga, without that pistol can’t go nowhere
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| Still get your head bust cause niggas don’t care
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| They hollerin' get my bread up, I own the bread truck
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| Acting like they got it and they got me fed up
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| Every day a different bitch another set of problems
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| Plug showed love, niggas hated and they robbed him
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| So I’m riding solo with this .38 revolver
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| Never been the friendly type, ain’t got a lot of friends
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| Death around the corner so I bulletproof the Benz
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| Careful who I’m letting out and cautious who I’m letting in
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| Hard trusting humans, did dirty by my kin
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| Smiling in my face but really don’t want me to win
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| Been dealing with that type of shit guess it’ll never end
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| Niggas start developing envy now the bullshit begins
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| Who are you to tell me different bout this life I live
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| I don’t trust a soul, that’s why its cameras in my crib
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| Lady did me dirty she was 'posed to be my rib
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| Can’t have no expectations, guess it is what it is
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| Know to be destructive, lately I’ve been trying to build
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| Like working on my G.E.D and I just bought a crib
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| Sick of playing catch-up I done lost too many years
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| Done with all the running now I’m facing all my fears
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| I see death around the corner I don’t go there
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| I see envy in your eyes nigga, oh yeah
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| Pussy nigga without that pistol can’t go nowhere
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| Still get your head bust cause niggas don’t care
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| I see death around the corner I don’t go there
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| I see envy in your eyes nigga, oh yeah
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| Pussy nigga, without that pistol can’t go nowhere
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| Still get your head bust cause niggas don’t care
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| They ask me what the business, they knowing the signs
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| Police planting drugs on me but they know they ain’t mine
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| Thinking death around the corner so I roll with my nine
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| Mama praying all the time, she just hope that I’m fine
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| Bout to lose my fucking mind, ain’t no trusting my kind
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| Overtime on my grind, got no time to unwind
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| Everything I got is mine, I just took me a trip
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| And they killed my niggas Flip for a brick of that whip
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| I ain’t even get the work and thats what’s fucking me up
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| Roll them dices long enough and you gon' run out of luck
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| Son mama trippin' on me, I ain’t made it with rap
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| I’m just trying to stay focused, can’t go back to the trap
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| Family tell me all the time keep my faith in the Lord
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| I been praying night and day but now I’m feeling ignored
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| Pussy niggas packing pistols but they never gon' use 'em
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| But still gon' get they head bust, that’s just how real niggas do them
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| I see death around the corner I don’t go there
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| I see envy in your eyes nigga, oh yeah
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| Pussy nigga without that pistol can’t go nowhere
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| Still get your head bust cause niggas don’t care
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| I see death around the corner I don’t go there
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| I see envy in your eyes nigga, oh yeah
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| Pussy nigga, without that pistol can’t go nowhere
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| Still get your head bust cause niggas don’t care |