| It ain’t a diss song
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| It’s a real song
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| Concert in town, ain’t nobody beating me out
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| Shit I’m the rawest
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| And the rap game leaving me out
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| Everybody looking for entertainment on the 4th
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| I’m on the block, maintaining no entertainment at all
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| I’m sick of being patient
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| I’m sick of waiting to ball
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| Them niggas got a deal
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| How come ain’t nobody asking me?
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| Them niggas just acting, they ain’t even half of me
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| Never been shot, never been to jail
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| I get locked never tell, see this rock I’ma sell
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| In the club by myself when they frontin' and mean muggin'
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| Can’t intimidate a G, shut don’t mean nothing
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| First bitch I ever loved let Jarrod get that ass
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| Second bitch I ever loved, killed in a car crash
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| Older brother trippin' get to slippin' go to war fast
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| Armed robbery, apprehension
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| Co-defendant, never caught
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| Stood on the code of armor and never told on my nigga
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| (get 'um)
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| I was supposed to be done blowed already
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| He the rawest, he retarded, but no not Kevin
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| Strained through the pain, and the lames can’t feel 'um
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| Names rang in my state but my name ain’t nuthin'
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| On stage, we rocked out
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| Rockin' the crowd, in exchange I get played rockin' a frown
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| My bitch a gold digger she wiping 'um down
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| While in the trap he piping her down
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| I accept it, didn’t like it but I took it and smiled
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| I look to the clouds, to the heavens ain’t speaking aloud
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| Forever making mistakes, falling on my face
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| I just wanna die, how much more could I take?
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| God give me a sign
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| Show me I’m not forsaken
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| I trusted you for years, still I’m alone and naked
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| Maybe I’m to blame, I wasn’t made to make it
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| Or you look at me the same
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| The same as you look at Satan
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| How you try to love when you’re hearts full of hatred?
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| How do you forgive when in your heart it ain’t
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| I don’t pop, you understand?
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| I’m a killer I tote Glocks, you understand?
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| Labels try to get me from my label they tried
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| Being loyal to my father I frankly denied
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| Played the bitch ass nigga
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| Ass nigga gave orders
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| Came with no complaining, taking it raw
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| Same thing never granted me creative control
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| Feeling loved when your people got cheesed by the freezer bag
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| I tried hard to tell 'um I’m in need of cash
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| I’m the one you screamin' at
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| Fuck it i won’t even ask
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| I was supposed to be done blowed already
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| He the rawest, he retarded, but no not Kevin
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| Strained through the pain, and the lames can’t feel 'um
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| Names rang in my state but my name ain’t nuthin' |