| Charge it to the game
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| Send invoices to everyone that’s not my name
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| I got a lot at stake, I need more green on my plate
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| I count sheep when I sleep, I see all y’all face
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| It’s all relative, family relate
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| I drive faster when the Beamer clean down PCH
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| Screamin' out «Money ain’t a thing» like 98
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| They ain’t bring nothin' to the table, it’s already made
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| Said they already ate
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| Me and my niggas break bread like ain’t nobody been fed
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| Back room at Wally’s, shoulda bought a case
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| People just say shit when they got nothin' to say
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| You want it to be one way but it’s the other way
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| Here we are again at the bar drinkin' wonderfully
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| I be rappin' like it’s just you and me
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| Y’all fold like the letter «U»
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| It’s quiet for a lot of yous
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| You should see all these views from the kitchen and the pool
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| At the table, wine sippin', talkin' fashion, talkin' food
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| Been the only blacks in rooms that evil men do
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| All the shit we all knew, questions I ask myself too
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| Where you at? |
| Who you with? |
| Who are you?
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| Sayin' it helps you work through
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| I ain’t tryna put up numbers and still lose
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| I stand at one place before I move like you
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| Ride death (Yeah)
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| Empty that cup 'til there ain’t nothin' left
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| It’s the life that we live (Uh)
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| What do you expect, they gon' kill us anyway
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| What do you expect, ride death, ride…
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| Peace God, peace God
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| Ain’t no pressure handle it like God
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| Sham God, beat the press like good PR
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| We all black, we suppose to ball
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| Pastor said most potential in the graveyard
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| 'Fore they buried Shorty Low, done, done it all
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| It’s an evil world we live in and I seen it all
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| Out the country, I ain’t down the street
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| No complaints only memories
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| All I see, two things I don’t care about
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| Rich or white tears, I’m insensitive
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| Just how they been for all these years
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| Cops lock you up or take you dead outta fear
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| 'Cause they say we older, more stronger than we appear
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| Fuck outta here, police neighborhoods where you live
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| You see those signs? |
| Slow down, children at play here
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| I don’t play fair, where they do that at?
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| You thought you was Kobe, they don’t love you like that
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| I lost it all then I got more back
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| Had machines back to back like a laundry mat
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| Bron drove four hours just to hear me rap
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| Never forget that, I feel good about where I’m at
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| Ride death
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| Empty that cup 'til there ain’t nothin' left
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| It’s the life that we live
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| What do you expect, they gon' kill us anyway
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| What do you expect, ride death
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| Ride death
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| Empty that cup 'til there ain’t nothin' left
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| It’s the life that we live
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| What do you expect, they gon' kill us anyway
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| What do you expect, ride death, ride, ride
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| Ride death, ride, ride, ride death
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| Ride |