| Y’all know I don’t wanna be
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| In a penitentiary
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| But that’s my reality
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| That shit might be a tragedy
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| I be right back smoking weed
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| Chilling with the family
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| Cause that’s my reality
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| That shit might be a tragedy
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| Starting out my week with a quarter boat
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| Stupid strong and I won’t sell a quarter o
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| I got 5 on that cause I’m infamous
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| Fuck fame, strippers love me…
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| Back to work nigga! |
| I know y’all niggas miss this shit!
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| Y’all know I don’t wanna be
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| In a penitentiary
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| But that’s my reality
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| That shit might be a tragedy
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| I be right back smoking weed
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| Chilling with the family
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| Cause that’s my reality
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| That shit might be a tragedy
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| Starting out my week with a quarter boat
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| Stupid strong and I won’t sell a quarter o
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| I got 5 on that cause I’m infamous
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| Fuck fame, strippers love me ad infinite
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| Fuck no, I ain’t working for the minimum
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| I’m going in, every weekend is a cinema
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| So get a coke, hot dog and some candy bars
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| I’m from the 6 but my dick dunn been in movie stars
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| I’m so high right now I want a?
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| Let everybody in free
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| I’m bringing all my cars
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| And I don’t wanna be locked up, hell no!
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| But we got weight so?
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| Excuse me for being gangsta, I’m crazy
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| I couldn’t have been a sissy
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| Mama wouldn’t have fed me
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| I’m all-red and my beemer confetti
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| I’m? |
| 18 with the chevy
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| I’m deadlift with a tool like freddy
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| Not jackson, kruger, you smell me?
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| And no push ups, just kush up
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| No lay-ups, just?
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| E a g a got bakers
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| Eastside, can I roll through decatur
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| I’m going hard for the squad
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| I’m the major
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| Anything move here, Gucci get paper |