| I want that motherfuckin' power
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| I need that motherfuckin' money
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| I don’t need these motherfuckin' hoes
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| Ayy, ayy
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| See these folks just don’t get it
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| I been holdin' in all this pain
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| I get off in 4 minutes
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| And I still gotta take that train
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| And the police don’t get it
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| And you folks tryna take my life
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| And when you die, can’t go with it
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| I be damned if I don’t get right, yeah
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| They done fucked around and let a migo get some money though
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| I ain’t never been nowhere, you know I’m from the barrio
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| Yeah, I got hope in my veins
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| Yeah, no dope in my veins
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| Yeah, I got hope in my veins
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| Yeah, no dope in my veins
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| Take a trip to my community, black and brown unity
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| This shit ain’t new to me
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| These people like foolin' me, I’ma keep doin' me
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| I’m doin' my own shit, these suckers ain’t suin' me
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| Funerals, too many, I been to too many
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| She want the new Fendi, I want the blue pennies
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| You keep on talkin' 'bout you, see the new in me
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| Trump keep on talkin' but he ain’t go do anythin'
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| I been through too many things, we been through too many pains
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| Take a trip to my side
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| You won’t let to on his name, we was insane
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| But who’s to blame?
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| I been hangin' with the old killers, dope dealers
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| Why you worried 'bout me? |
| That ain’t your business
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| I be feelin' like Wayne on No Ceilings
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| I ain’t sparin' nobody, ain’t got no feelings, yeah, yeah
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| See these folks just don’t get it
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| I been holdin' in all the pain
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| I get off in 4 minutes
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| And I still gotta take that train
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| And the police don’t get it
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| And you folks tryna take my life
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| And when you die, can’t go with it
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| I be damned if I don’t get right, yeah
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| They done fucked around, and let a migo get some money though
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| I ain’t never been nowhere, you know I’m from the barrio
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| Yeah, I got hope in my veins
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| Yeah, no dope in my veins
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| Yeah, I got hope in my veins
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| Yeah, no dope in my veins
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| I be from where they totin' them things
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| Had a convo with God and he told me some things
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| He said these niggas fly, man, you owe us some things
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| Your baby mama, had your dope in the Range
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| Been workin' my move, I been goin' through things
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| My partner just came out, did 4 in that thing
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| My old friend told me that I totally changed?
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| Or is it 'cause you stayed the totally same
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| I been turnin' up on the weekends, yeah
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| Mama still workin' house keepin', yeah
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| Still can’t let a nigga come cheat me, yeah
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| Drop top, now how’s life been treatin' ya?
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| I been doin' fine, my partner’s doin' time
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| Fuck the police, yeah, all they do is shine
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| Money on my mind, yeah, God been givin' signs
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| I just gotta shine, I just need to shine
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| See these folks just don’t get it
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| I been holdin' in all the pain
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| I get off in 4 minutes
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| And I still gotta take that train
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| And the police don’t get it
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| And you folks tryna take my life
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| And when you die, can’t go with it
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| I be damned if I don’t get right, yeah
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| They done fucked around and let a migo get some money though
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| I ain’t never been nowhere, you know I’m from the barrio
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| Yeah, I got hope in my veins
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| Yeah, no dope in my veins
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| Yeah, I got hope in my veins
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| Yeah, no dope in my veins
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| Like no, no, no, no
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| No, no, no, no
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| No, no, no, no
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| No, no, no, no
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| Oh, no, no, no, no |