| Tide
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| Glee, gleeful
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| This how you step, right here, look
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| I be slidin' 'round with my firearm, I gotta keep a weapon
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| I be ridin' 'round everywhere, I dare one of y’all lil' niggas to test me
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| I keep on drivin' 'round, got me goin' through all these transgressions
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| Shootin' niggas and foolin' 'round, won’t let me see my blessin'
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| I be slidin' 'round with my firearm, I gotta keep a weapon
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| I be ridin' 'round everywhere, I dare one of y’all lil' niggas to test me
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| I keep on drivin' 'round, got me goin' through all these transgressions
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| Shootin' niggas and foolin' 'round, won’t let me see my blessin'
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| I did everything the streets told me was cool to do
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| Now I’d rather prove it to myself before I prove to you
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| I never tell, put me in jail, put me in any dorm
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| And I can make it through whatever, I’ll weather any storm
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| Say park the Wraith outside the prison when I EOS
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| My mama told me 'bout you niggas, I swear she know best
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| My bitch did a whole bid with me, that’s my baby
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| Now sure enough I blowed up, she 'bout to have my baby
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| I swear it feel like yesterday, I was just in the county
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| When me and Snake was talkin' 'bout how we was in the projects
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| When we was on the ugly corner, we were poppin' Molly
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| How we be bootin' up on niggas when they actin' rowdy
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| Sniper Gang, I hate how I can’t have my niggas 'round me
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| We love each other so much our energies just keep collidin'
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| We down to suit up any moment, we be too excited
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| And free Lil Cool, it’s been a minute since we reunited
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| My nigga Pee just caught a body and he still fightin' it
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| I hate I fell in love with thuggin', I give my mama anxiety
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| I love Lil DJ like a brother, you play with him, I’ll kill you
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| Lil' Jackboy shoulda just been my brother, I swear I love that nigga
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| I don’t even need your love no more, I got a leather heart
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| I do my own time, I don’t need no nigga to take no charge
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| I couldn’t even get a letter from you and that was your gun
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| You ain’t send me nothin' or ask no boy, «How your lil' brother doin'?» |