| Lost too many brothers, they can’t take that message
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| One man down, I lost my niggas like a slave ship
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| I talk shit, you just talk shit to say shit
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| Move niggas underground, you free on a mission
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| I’m a brother with a vision
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| I need big guns just to change the system
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| Need money just to make a system
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| Dope game getting viscious
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| Better pay with your sister or your wife
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| It’s more money, I’m traumatized like they owe me money
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| I’m a real waterfront rockstar posted at the Guillman
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| Down the street from St. Pablo chillin'
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| Tryna scratch a lotto ticket
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| I was there way before Walgreens
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| Way before the Mac store
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| Way before the prices raised on the streets
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| I love to play them types of games
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| Niggas talk shit bout Lil B, I just want a name
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| I lost so much weight
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| My name, just say it, don’t be crazy
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| I got a one track mind when I rob people
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| I only want the money, fuck the people
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| Them red and blue lights just keep on flashing
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| If I shoot at them boys, stripes
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| I put suckers underground if that *censored* price right
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| I hit so many licks, sometimes I can’t sleep at night
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| You a snitch if you sell your family if the price right
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| I hit so many licks, sometimes I can’t sleep at night |