| Heard the beat, told Fresh load it up right now
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| Got some shit I wanna speak about when I was a just child
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| Couple niggas I’m thinkin bout finna take the green mile
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| Let me break it down, show you how the west get down
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| My momma sold dope, my brother sold dope
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| My daddy shot dope, I kept the fiends woke
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| I watched the neighborhood go down hill like a ski slope
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| But tell OD, Dame got 24
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| I never met a nigga livin' comfortable sellin' dope
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| I’m a disciplined nigga, my nigga I don’t eat pork
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| I don’t save hoes niggas, I don’t fuck wit slow-pokes
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| Imma keep hustlin, I’m terrified of being broke
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| Please don’t judge me nigga if I fall down
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| Judge how I pick my little ass up off the fucking ground
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| It’s Young Stalin if they don’t know they know now
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| Livewire PTP we run the town
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| And please don’t judge me nigga if I fall down
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| Judge how I pick my little ass up off the fucking ground
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| It’s Livewire if they don’t know they know now
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| It’s Livewire if they don’t know they know now
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| Me and Pops was tight, but me and moms fight
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| Maybe cuz I was selling white and she was smoking white
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| It come right back in the cycle cuz I be high as a kite
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| Before the rap game nigga I was flyer than Mike
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| Air-Stalin I’m stackin an profilin'
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| Gettin' up my frequent flyer mileage
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| Blow, up in the air I’m so gone
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| Spit a couple verses and I’m taking your bitch home
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| In the land of the Ks where niggas keep they vests on
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| We hustle too hard to smoke up on that home grown
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| We smoke good shit purp, kush, cat piss
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| Born into the army where you ain’t gotta enlist
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| I wish the whole world could get a dose of this real shit
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| I kill shit and never think of looking back twice
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| I’m married to the game so save your advice
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| I can see the future and my name in the bright lights
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| And please don’t judge me nigga if I fall down
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| Judge how I pick my lil ass up off the fucking ground
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| It’s Livewire if they don’t know they know now
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| It’s Livewire if they don’t know they know now
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| I seen Twin die, I seen Doug die
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| I lost a lot of real niggas right before my eyes
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| They say it come with the game when you sellin' pies
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| I hope I see the Lord in the evenin' of my demise
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| All these snakes in disguise in they devil ways
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| Then they wonder why the kids play with AKs
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| Niggas sellin dope on the corner till his head gray
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| Nigga I done been down in the worst way
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| Thank God I’m alive to see my birthday
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| A born hustler I don’t live where the worst stay
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| They say I’m thirsty for the fame and the bright lights
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| But I’m just trynna get away from the glass pipes
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| Gettin' money and stay away from you asswipes
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| I feel like cryin' lost another nigga last night
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| I might be down and out but I ain’t outta sight
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| Bet I bounce back, long as I can get some all white
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| And please don’t judge me nigga if I fall down
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| Judge how I pick my lil ass up off the fuckin' ground
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| It’s Livewire if they don’t know they know now
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| It’s Livewire if they don’t know the know now |