| Yeah, long nights on that block, I remember, nigga
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| I’m in the heat, trying to make a million
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| Man, I’m in my nigga, rest in peace my nigga
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| All the shit I sacrifice to try to be that nigga
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| I just want a plug, all those trips I took
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| Money I fucked up, did it for the hood
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| My first trip was my trip, I ain’t make it back
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| Then I tried the mail, and got me jail
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| I do that for my fam, I don’t do this shit for nothing
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| Scrambling with them ground, just trying to make me something
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| Tito facing ten, and he still kept it real
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| When you call home and I got that mil, just know you got a Benz
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| We not hustling for zero, we do this shit for a reason
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| Taking chances with kilos, and many bales of reefer
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| Conversations with, just to feed my people
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| I do this shit for my people, cause nigga these my people
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| I do that for my fam
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| I do this shit for my sister, brothers, and mom, and them
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| And she so ,'wait 'til they free my unc and them
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| One in the state, one in the fed
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| Two are dead, all the tears them nigga’s shed
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| I deal with so much stress, that’s why I
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| Too much time, many rhymes to get this shit off my chest
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| And granted you know I’m blessed, I just wish that you could see me
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| In a million years who overthrow the will be on T. V
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| And everything I got not really did come easy
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| That’s why I’m a go even harder for my daughters know they need me
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| them boys stay in school, I’ll make sure they dress nicely
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| he look just like me |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 4 My People, artist - Doe B. Album song D.O.A.T. 3 (Definition Of A Trapper), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп