| They said I would never be shit
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| Look at me now, look at me now
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| Little kids wanna be me when they come around
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| My high school teacher’s screaming out 'no way, no how'
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| I made it out that drug-free zone, I’m flexing now
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| I’m not mad at you, for doing me wrong
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| Pack your bags now (bye), move along
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| You can hear my pain, just rewind this song
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| I made it so that, you can’t hurt me no more
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| You say I will never be shit, but peep this
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| I got my daddy’s features
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| 4 years ago I was walking around in dirty sneakers
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| My son won’t miss no Easter’s
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| I put that on P-Funk
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| Black and orange Challenger, the same color as Heathcliff
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| R.I.P. |
| Brown Baller, aka B-Dollaz
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| I ascend, let me in, mi casa, su casa
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| This is real shit that I deal with
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| My grandmomma 86
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| I tell her everything, but if you asked her she ain’t saying shit
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| If I should die today, make sure my son is straight
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| Body gone, but my spirit right next to his birthday cake
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| I never had a father, just ya tutor
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| A black flag, and that Ruger
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| That’s your ass when I shoot ya |
| Sticks and stones my break my bones but words will never hurt me
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| That’s some lying shit, cause my, my momma still used words to hurt me
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| They want my heart to flat line
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| And watch my family straight cry, but I’m goin let you done today
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| They said I would never be shit
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| Look at me now, look at me now
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| Little kids wanna be me when they come around
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| My high school teacher’s screaming out 'no way, no how'
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| I made it out that drug-free zone, I’m flexing now
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| I’m not mad at you, for doing me wrong
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| Pack your bags now (bye), move along
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| You can hear my pain, just rewind this song
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| I made it so that, you can’t hurt me no more
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| I’m so tired of these broke niggas, that said that I would never be shit
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| I ain’t know you before nigga, hell no, I’m not in your clique
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| Flat lie, you asking for a flat line, and it’s goin be your lucky day
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| R.I.P. |
| D-Baby, R.I.P. |
| E. Money Stacks, R.I.P. |
| B-Dollaz
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| Bring my fallen soldiers back
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| I said it once and I’mma say it again
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| I work hard to get them Benjamin’s
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| Take one of mine I’mma take 10 |
| An animal, you’re facing
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| Stepped up from drinking sugar water, Kool-Aid
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| Its a new day
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| Got my top down, cooling
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| Like Jody C., oooh yeah
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| Your diamonds is fooling
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| Mine Tucan Sam’s, fruity
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| CINEMAX when I walk past, watch me make a movie
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| They said I would never be shit
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| Look at me now, look at me now
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| Little kids wanna be me when they come around
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| My high school teacher’s screaming out 'no way, no how'
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| I made it out that drug-free zone, I’m flexing now
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| I’m not mad at you, for doing me wrong
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| Pack your bags now (bye), move along
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| You can hear my pain, just rewind this song
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| I made it so that, you can’t hurt me no more |