| Know I knock a nigga off
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| And you know I knock a nigga off
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| I know you know the gang, we’ll knock a nigga off, look
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| 20/20 vision, nigga, we done seen it all
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| Got a bag, wanted more, my shooters change the score
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| We wasn’t born rich, so you know we ain’t dying poor
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| Said she love me, she ain’t loyal, ain’t nobody for you
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| But they gon' get mad when a nigga don’t call
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| Send the shotty at the floor, we caught 'em at the door
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| You know what’s up with us, you fuck it up, let’s go to war (Look)
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| Yeah, we winning, you know I took plenty loss for my niggas, huh
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| Seven zeros, we done did it all for the figures, how you figure? |
| Huh
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| Caution all my steps and then maneuver
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| Stuck up in my ways, in the field just like manure, huh, look
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| She know I did some things I never talk about it, huh
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| Just like a broken leg, I cannot walk without it, huh
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| Bottled up the pain
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| I know people change, I pray you remain the same
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| I hope you don’t change at all
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| Pick up for me if I call, huh
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| Don’t get under pressure, stand up for me if I fall
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| Music gave me like some medicine, boost my adrenaline
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| I got down with gang 'cause we looked up to all the menacin'
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| That hating’s so repetitive, hit home like relatives
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| This is New York City, don’t get comfy, get competitive
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| (Uh, gang)
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| I know you know the gang, we’ll knock a nigga off, look
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| 20/20 vision, nigga, we done seen it all
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| Got a bag, wanted more, my shooters change the score
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| We wasn’t born rich, so you know we ain’t dying poor
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| Said she love me, she ain’t loyal, ain’t nobody for you
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| But they gon' get mad when a nigga don’t call
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| Send the shotty at the floor, we caught 'em at the door
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| You know what’s up with us, you fuck it up, let’s go to war
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| Back then, it was blacktop, now it’s trap spots
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| You ain’t on the team, nigga, you was just a mascot
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| Shorty off a bean, said she want me to give her back shots
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| I was off a E, give her F 'cause I’m a G
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| Two, three shots’ll make 'em bleed, I know I OD
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| I know lil' Mya waitin' 'til she see me on the screen
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| Had to stay away from home, you know I can’t go
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| The block steady callin' my name in rain, snow
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| Got no love for a ho, I sent her to the bros
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| Lil' nigga, I was runnin' through the 'Bush from my lows
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| Got no love for a ho, I sent her to the bros
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| Lil' nigga, I was runnin' through with sticks for my lows, uh
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| I know you know the gang, we’ll knock a nigga off, look
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| 20/20 vision, nigga, we done seen it all
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| Got a bag, wanted more, my shooters change the score
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| We wasn’t born rich, so you know we ain’t dying poor
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| Said she love me, she ain’t loyal, ain’t nobody for you
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| But they gon' get mad when a nigga don’t call
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| Send the shotty at the floor, we caught 'em at the door
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| You know what’s up with us, you fuck it up, let’s go to war |