| I say nigga I’m still here, lost a lot of my peers
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| Got some niggas in jail that lost a lot of them years
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| Used to be in the front, now I’m back in the rear
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| Niggas be backstabbing, so tell me how does it feel
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| when I’m out of town, niggas hate from the crib
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| Niggas they want to wet me and run me up like a bill
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| I’m whipping all through my city, I’m sipping, keeping it trill
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| Defensiveless to the streets, I’m additcted, let’s be for real
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| Who talking whe money talking, he better be worth a mil
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| Wonder how I be shining, ain’t even sign up no deal
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| Staying upall night like nino popping them pills
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| Touching a million dudes every time I’m shooting these films
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| Straight off the top they told me to kill
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| They told me I got to give, they told me get out the field
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| But how I’m leave this shit when all of my niggas here
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| When all of my niggas pop and all of my niggas kill
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| And all of your niggas fake, and all of my niggas real
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| And all of your niggas talk to the Jakes for lessons
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| And give up on all they homies they hand em over, like here |
| I talk to the mirror like who the realest nigga here?
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| Who drive foreign whips like he just got rich and touched a mil
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| Wonder why I go so hard cause I ain’t used to touching meals
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| Wondering why I’m bound to kill, cause I’m used to toting steel
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| Every day we on the block, we was doing all them drills, gang
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| Fake niggas say your real name
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| Snitch niggas say your real name
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| And pussy niggas lie everyday
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| And when you hit em, and why you lie to the Jakes faggot
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| Ay, I say I’m straight up out this shit
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| Headshot from the Glock, take you straight up out this shit
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| Ever since I was a youngin I never played about this shit
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| And I’m trying to get now, I ain’t gon' wait about this shit man |