| Southside on the track, yeah
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| I think bout them days when I was like dead broke
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| How could you hate me?
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| How could you hate me?
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| Why would you hate me?
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| Oh, cause I made it
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| How could you hate me?
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| How could you hate me?
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| Why would you hate me?
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| Oh, cause I made it
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| I the one taught you how to make all of them plays
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| I’m the one who slept in the trap all them days
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| I’m the one told you don’t stay in your ways
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| Try go on hits and go miss anyway
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| Im the one gave you that stick anyway
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| Im not gon play every anyday
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| I know me and my niggas the same, we not tryna fall out bout bitches and fame
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| When it come to gunplay my niggas the same
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| Run up on one of us, get hit in the brain
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| Lil killers with me they itching to bang
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| Reach for some shit you get changed
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| All of these hundreds, no change at all
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| I don’t rock no more balmain at all
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| We make a nigga block famous, dawg
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| Dissing us, we’ll have them cases, dawg
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| True shit, pussy nigga wanna talk shit not he got venom from the blue tips
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| Ooo shit, coulda had thirty in the Draco, but I’m riding round with a few clips
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| Still I might riding round jug a few pounds
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| Brand new engines, they don’t make a sound
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| Used to buy whips to have fun around
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| Now I just go drive my son around
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| Shit I be thinking about is should i ride with it less or i still keep my gun
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| around
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| Really want war would of thought i was wearing a vest how a nigga just hug
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| around
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| On 79th till the sun went down
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| Hundred thugs around
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| Got love back then, but they hate me now
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| Showed niggas love back then, gotta pay me now
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| I’m going brazy now
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| How could you hate me?
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| How could you hate me?
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| Why would you hate me?
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| Oh, cause I made it
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| How could you hate me?
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| How could you hate me?
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| Why would you hate me?
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| Oh, cause I made it
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| Smoking that shit got me lazy now ay (Posto)
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| I feel so unstoppable can’t nothing faze me now
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| I fly from the Raq to the tropical
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| You know i gotta stay low-key like an obstacle
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| Play with the draco but today i guess the Glock will do
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| Get up on a nigga ass early like cockadoo
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| Girl bring that ass here im tryna put a cock in you
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| Im tryna fuck you then hope in the coupe
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| Blue Maserati my mood ay
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| I just put on the Mcqueen and they new
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| One thousand Dollar my shoe ay
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| They say im the hottest young nigga in the Chi
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| Fuck around stay independent till i die
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| Stacking this money up till it hit the sky
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| Had a hundred racks 18 i ain’t gotta lie
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| Had a hundred racks 18 why would lie (Bitch)
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| Nigga i ain’t gotta lie
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| I know my niggas gon fire when i fire
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| Nigga i ain’t bout to die
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| I watch out for snakes in disguise
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| See niggas fake in their eyes
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| Im just out here tryna survive
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| Murk niggas by allibies
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| Got racks why would i lie
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| Tote gats how can i die
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| Let me know when you ready to ride
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| Before you shoot nigga look in his eye
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| Im on the grind everyday how could you hate me?
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| Because i made it
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| How could you hate me?
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| How could you hate me?
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| Why would you hate me?
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| Oh, cause I made it
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| How could you hate me?
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| How could you hate me?
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| Why would you hate me?
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| Oh, cause I made it |