| All my life I’ve been judged
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| All my life I’ve been put down
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| You sacrifice and I ask for life
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| Living life right now as the good child
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| I put in work, discovered real
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| Stuck and fucked in a fucked up deal
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| Lucked up still, got up out of this shit
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| Slap the pussy with the side of my dick
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| I’ve been on my grind, for my child
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| Made me proud to be part of a blessing
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| Rizzo locked up, baby mama knocked up
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| Now he dealing with another nigga connection
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| Man I’m stressing, man I’m smokin'
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| Looking at life from a different perspective
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| Man I’m growing, these niggas' is hating
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| And now I walk around and I stay protected
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| I ain’t thugging, I ain’t sold a brick
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| I ain’t on stage tryna hold my dick
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| I’m outta town I got a show to give
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| I’m from where the broke niggas had to show me shit
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| I ain’t scared, I know what I’m worth
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| Hide my pain, in my purp put my soul all in my verse
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| I got 4 or 5 niggas that done see me learn and still moving
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| Hold up, slow down
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| Team work make the dream work
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| I seen good and I seen dirt
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| You’re all in when the dream work (Fuck that!)
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| They predict for all of my niggas we’d be dead on drugs or in the pen
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| Use the pen with some juice and Gin take it on your brains in the midst of sin
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| I keep faith, even when I fight myself
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| Bring me down and get beside myself
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| The hardest critic is the niggas that’s spittin
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| All of these lyrics lil nigga tryna find himself
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| Shit, Time will tell, I might as well
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| I got a soul I ain’t tryna sell
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| I came from the bottom, tired of all the problems
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| Looking for a way cus I spent a little time in hell… God damn
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| Lost soul with a wrong crowd, bad mix with a bad bitch
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| Distracted by all of the good, settle for the hood
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| We gon' see how fucking far these dub sacks get
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| Still move
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| Hold up, slow down
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| Team work make the dream work
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| I seen good and I seen dirt
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| You’re all in when the dream work (Fuck that!)
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| I’m living in my own world, Accomplished shit but I want some more
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| Open doors for my city bitch I’m tryna live like the Huxtables
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| I’m comfortable, I ain’t changing ho
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| Bag of weed and a change of clothes
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| You got a momma and a daddy, acting crazy with your friends
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| You a phony lil nigga, what you banging for
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| I’m calling out all fuck shit, fuck boy don’t act surprised
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| Killing rappers, y’all practice guys
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| Sick of all these squares, fakes come in package size
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| I’m screaming out team work make the dream work
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| The dream work when the team in it
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| Sound good but it is good, smoking on some good
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| You can smell when the ink it, still moving
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| Hold up, slow down
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| Team work make the dream work
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| I seen good and I seen dirt
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| You’re all in when the dream work (Fuck that!) |