| Out on my own, building my name
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| So I can live on
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| Out on my faith
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| And I know that one day
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| We gon' live on
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| Dreamin' bout' currency
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| Down to die for a dollar
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| My mission is to make a million
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| Break it down with my niggas
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| Put licence on every pistol
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| They’re gonna hate you, little nigga
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| Don’t let them tell you nothing wrong
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| Coming from out the hood with dreams
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| Don’t even matter a dream
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| A dream is what I’m sellin'
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| Counting money is better than bitches offering pleasure
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| Momma know I be thuggin', affiliating with killas'
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| Touchin' bases with major lables, knowin' the world gon' feel it
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| Droppin hits, have you heard my latest nigga, I’m the realist
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| This song is for my ghetto babies
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| I come from out that ghetto baby
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| Just look at what the ghetto made me
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| I think it’s up to me to save us
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| I’m that black 1980's baby
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| I get old with the 704
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| And I do it for the set
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| Run yo' mouth get wet
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| Eastside in this bitch
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| Still throwin' up the set
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| I do it for the set, nigga
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| Run yo' mouth get wet
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| Westside in this bitch
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| Still throwin' up the set
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| I do it for the set, nigga
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| Run yo' mouth get wet
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| Northside in this bitch
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| Still throwin' up the set
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| I do it for the set, nigga
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| Run yo' mouth get wet
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| Southside in this bitch
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| Still throwin' up the set
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| When I walk in the set
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| All the real niggas show me love
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| Bad bitches give me hugs
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| Fuck niggas get mugged
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| When I’m with my thugs
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| Talk that shit get
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| Nigga don’t fuck with us
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| Have a ho roll up my drugs
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| Got models all in my space
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| Fake smiles on my face
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| Pistol on my waist, cos where I’m from ain’t safe
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| Don’t get it twisted nigga
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| Still throwin' up my set
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| Talk that shit get wet
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| Just hit a lick for that cheque
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| Need about a hundred mil and I’m set
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| Drop the top on that Vet
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| I got two sons and they fresh
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| So hands down, I’m blessed
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| Eastside where I’m at
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| Westside where I’m from
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| That pistol on me right now
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| I ain’t gotta go to my trunk
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| I said
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| Eastside where I’m at
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| Westside where I’m from
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| That pistol on me right now
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| I ain’t gotta go to my trunk
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| I said
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| Eastside where I’m at
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| Westside where I’m from
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| That pistol on me right now
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| Don’t go nowhere without my gun |