| I was down bad I had to bounce back
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| On a different wave
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| Flood the town where the droughts at
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| You ain’t gettin money
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| You should stop that
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| They be talking a lot but they ain’t bout that
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| Have you ever felt the rain when it ain’t rain
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| Have you ever had to go against the grain
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| Try to elevate they tried to say I changed
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| You can’t relate if you ain’t feel my pain
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| And lately I been feeling so alone
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| Even when I ain’t alone
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| I swear these streets turned me so cold
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| But its the only way I know
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| Straight putting in pain
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| No games when I pull out the range
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| Better get out my lane
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| Frank Froks came straight out the cage
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| Nowadays I ain’t feeling the same
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| Put a clip in your face
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| 2020 I’m tripping over the lives lost
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| Money hungry
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| Sitting up on the top floor
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| Snitches sit in the back of the cop cars
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| Bound to lite em up like it’s July 4th
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| (Uhhh)
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| The game iffy
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| You can see the fire in my eyes from the flame in me
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| Bases loaded
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| Hit it out the park like I’m Ken Griffey
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| And everyday I find the spark within me
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| This pain hits me, the fame really
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| Won’t
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| Ever get to my head
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| Got this feeling of adrenaline and rage that I kept
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| I just need a couple sedatives
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| Repetitive sins
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| And they’ll hope you do good
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| But never better than them
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| You feel me
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| I was down bad I had to bounce back
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| On a different wave
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| Flood the town where the drought’s at
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| You ain’t gettin money
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| You should stop that
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| They be talking a lot but they ain’t bout that
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| Have you ever felt the rain when it ain’t rain
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| Have you ever had to go against the grain
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| Try to elevate they tried to say I changed
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| You can’t relate if you ain’t feel my pain
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| Come outside welcome to hell brothers
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| Mike Wayne at base the pastel colors
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| Save ya money is all that I used to tell brothers
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| The rock market is different then buy and sell brothers
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| Latex, gloves on loading ya shells brothers
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| Either you get a casket or a cell brothers
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| You gon' go through a war or two
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| The pain’s endurable
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| The streets make the game affordable
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| You get back what you put in
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| On the good end
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| Never forget where it started count the hood in
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| Back track all of the snake shit
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| Clip that
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| Boss up
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| Get on some cake shit
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| And kick back
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| Its all apart of the game if something happens
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| You already know that we all apart of the blame
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| (Yeah)
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| A weak link can’t help my chain
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| Probably can’t relate cause you never felt my pain Nigga
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| I was down bad I had to bounce back
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| On a different wave
|
| Flood the town where the droughts at
|
| You ain’t gettin money
|
| You should stop that
|
| They be talking a lot but they ain’t bout that
|
| Have you ever felt the rain when it ain’t rain
|
| Have you ever had to go against the grain
|
| Try to elevate they tried to say I changed
|
| You can’t relate if you ain’t feel my pain
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| And lately I been feeling so alone
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| Even when I ain’t alone
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| I swear these streets turned me so cold
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| But its the only way I know |