| I grew apart, from now I know how it goes
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| But baby it seems you chew a hole up my soul
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| This world
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| You know this shit that I hate
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| Just for me to get to this cake
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| Just tryna put some food on my plate
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| Hopin they don’t send me upstate
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| (Verse)
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| You know the hustle and the BMA
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| Just tryna fix me up a bigger plate
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| Whenever I did the homies ate
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| To being broke, I owe like a cold case
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| Fuck outta here, never took a hand out
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| Chasin for the cash Cal, make it til it’s tapped out
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| Had options, fuck a tip, that route
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| Saliva drippin from they mouth, the wolves out
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| The hood cold like polar ice
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| Niggas escape up out of jail, I’mma roll the dice
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| The judge going life
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| Mommy pray your first born make it home tonight
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| I hope the angel’s watchin over me
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| I’m in the trenches so I see what the soldiers see
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| Discombobulated bodies, the move is erratic
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| Not tryna make this a hobby
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| (Hook)
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| I grew apart, from now I know how it goes
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| But baby it seems you chew a hole up my soul
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| This world
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| You know this shit that I hate
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| Just for me to get to this cake
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| Just tryna put some food on my plate
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| Hopin they don’t send me upstate
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| (Verse)
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| The life of a real nigga
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| Life’s a bitch but I still break meals with er
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| Kill niggas straight til I’m in a different space
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| Guns come out, I don’t gotta relive the way
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| All the white kids had the stance with the lemonade
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| While lastly them niggas got locked and sent away
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| Gotta be a better way is what we said every day
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| Fucked up when your dreams all let away
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| What don’t kill you it build you
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| And mold you bruck like the mell do
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| It get you to the point it make a real you
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| Fuck Kennedy fight, I want real food
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| It’s real with the steel through
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| All of a sudden now everybody feel you
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| Once didn’t have a voice, now they hear you
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| Fuck being loved, better when they fear you
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| (Hook)
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| I grew apart, from now I know how it goes
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| But baby it seems you chew a hole up my soul
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| This world
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| You know this shit that I hate
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| Just for me to get to this cake
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| Just tryna put some food on my plate
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| Hopin they don’t send me upstate
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| (Bridge)
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| I came from nothing to something
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| Can’t forgive where I came from
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| A hustler’s ambition
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| The good life’s my mission
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| I pray that I make it to see another day
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| Hungry for the money, I gotta get this cake
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| I pray that I don’t catch a case
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| In this cold world
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| (Hook)
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| I grew apart, from now I know how it goes
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| But baby it seems you chew a hole up my soul
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| This world
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| You know this shit that I hate
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| Just for me to get to this cake
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| Just tryna put some food on my plate
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| Hopin they don’t send me upstate |