| Seeing if a seven-digit check cleared
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| All in the connect’s ear
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| Driving cars that come out next year
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| Block lit, all I did was come out for some fresh air
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| Big chain, nice watch, fresh gear, heck yeah
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| Killers respect killers, soft niggas respect fear
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| Crazy 'cause I love it but I hate it that I rep there
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| Sad part about it is that I made it when I left there
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| Sorry to whoever anticipated my death here
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| You die, they hope, don’t sleep, stay woke
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| The more money you get, the more it’s your fault they broke
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| Catch a bullet in your culo
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| In the hood that’s how they do though
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| 'Cause ain’t nothin' new, yo, what?!
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| This ain’t nothin' new, this ain’t nothin' new
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| To nigga like me, man, this what I do
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| And you got lied to if they said this ain’t what I do
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| This ain’t nothin' new, it ain’t nothin' new
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| Nah, but maybe to a nigga like you
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| 'Cause round here man, see, see this an everyday thing
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| No, it ain’t nothin' new
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| Never turn down when it’s on, I’m front line
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| Always respected what’s real, I want mine
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| Anytime they shot up the hood was go time
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| Once you start cuttin' in life, you so live
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| If you have some smut on your name, you can’t grind
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| Over reputation and pride we gon' die
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| When the police asked for the truth, I told lies
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| And when I finally got in this booth, my soul cried
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| Once you off the stoop it’s through, you no child
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| Ain’t make no excuse for your youth, or no size
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| See me, I graduated these streets in '05
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| Still live and die by these rules, you know why?
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| This ain’t nothin' new, this ain’t nothin' new
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| To nigga like me, man, this what I do
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| And you got lied to if they said this ain’t what I do
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| This ain’t nothin' new, it ain’t nothin' new
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| Nah, but maybe to a nigga like you
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| 'Cause round here man, see, see this an everyday thing
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| No, it ain’t nothin' new
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| HA-HAAAEEH!
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| Nah, the bars are still lethal
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| You ain’t the top 'til the stars are underneath you
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| God shuffles the deck, but the cards come from the people
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| Speakin' from a place where the odds are under equal (Y.O.)
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| Yeah, end of discussion
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| Ain’t nothin' new, I vocally destroy any production (woo!)
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| Go get your crew, put my prints on the semi, I’m bustin'
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| Grateful, I know the difference between plenty and nothin'
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| I’m on the block, on the crate, sippin' Henny and puffin'
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| And even though it’s all love, keep your enemies lustin'
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| Lick a shot off then let two go
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| Let me off the leash, I’m like Koojo
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| This ain’t nothin new yo, what?!
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| This ain’t nothin' new, this ain’t nothin' new
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| To nigga like me, man, this what I do
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| And you got lied to if they said this ain’t what I do
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| This ain’t nothin' new, it ain’t nothin' new
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| Nah, but maybe to a nigga like you
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| 'Cause round here man, see, see this an everyday thing
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| No, it ain’t nothin' new |