| Lost my brother to the streets I almost lost it
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| I’ll do anything that comes with a profit
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| Walking into a trap, I’ll turn it to a moshpit
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| Was a youngin I was hangin in the apartments
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| Talking about you want smoke but they don’t want it
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| Couple racks up in my chain because it cost me
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| Might put some racks on top your head
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| And make you feel this
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| Live the life I live, I represent the trenches
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| Oh I I forgot to mention
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| I ain’t got no friends, all this pain that I be feeling
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| So I keep my distance
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| That money keep me racing
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| I’m riding till the end, this will never end
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| I don’t care about no friends
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| I don’t care about no friends
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| Came up from the gutter
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| Where there ain’t no loving you again
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| Cops is shooting niggas
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| We don’t do red lights we do the dash
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| If you from the streets
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| Gotta watch your patna and your friends
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| They took my brother from me
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| So I’ll never ever love again
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| Came up from the gutter
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| Where there ain’t no loving you again
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| Cops is shooting niggas
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| We don’t do red lights we do the dash
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| If you from the streets
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| Gotta watch your patna and your friends
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| Took my brother from me
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| So ill never love again
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| They looked down on me
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| Now they looking up to me
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| I keep a gun with me
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| Cause you know I don’t trust nothing
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| And I’m a real niggas
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| I don’t need to feel niggas
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| My glock might kill niggas
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| Why I gotta fear niggas?
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| How are you a real niggas?
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| You don’t know about family
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| They would’ve killed for me
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| So they moving in with me
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| And we was all up in the streets no sesame
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| I cut my friends off and my main
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| Cause of this jealousy
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| Don’t think I’m shit sweet cause I can rap and got melodies
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| And I love all my niggas but they all felonies
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| Shout out to them niggas that got locked up
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| And got nothing to say
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| I’m steady praying for my niggas all in heavens gate
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| I don’t care about no friends
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| Came up from the gutter
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| Where there ain’t no loving you again
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| Cops is shooting niggas
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| We don’t do red lights we do the dash
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| If you from the streets
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| Gotta watch your patna and your friends
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| They took my brother from me
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| So I’ll never ever love again
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| Came up from the gutter
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| Where there ain’t no loving you again
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| Cops is shooting niggas
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| We don’t do red lights we do the dash
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| If you from the streets
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| Gotta watch your patna and your friends
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| Took my brother from me
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| So I’ll never love again |