| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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| Seth got the waves
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| Othello on the, Othello on the
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| Now this shit deeper than me, but we can talk about my past
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| Box out with that glizzy, 'cause they know Loaded down to crash
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| Show love while I’m here, don’t wait until I’m dead
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| Show love while I’m here, don’t wait until I’m dead
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| They gon' love you when you dead, I don’t think that’s overstated
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| I know that I’m the man, I don’t think I’m overrated
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| Got sad when they said «Boy, your granny ain’t gon' make it»
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| Got mad when they said «Your bro under old white blanket»
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| I spin for that man, I left a couple niggas stankin'
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| He kept that shit a band, told me «Niggas hella janky»
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| And now that I got bands, I got hella niggas fakin'
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| I’m quick to let it blam, if this shit start lookin' janky
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| I know that I’m the man, yeah, I know they can’t replace me
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| He reachin' for my chain, I take a risk (Bitch, I kill)
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| 'Cause on my chain it sit a couple hundred bricks
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| And if he played then he get hit up with the blick
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| Now this shit deeper than me, but we can talk about my past
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| Box out with that glizzy, 'cause they know Loaded down to crash
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| Show love while I’m here, don’t wait until I’m dead
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| Show love while I’m here, don’t wait until I’m dead
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| I’m from Chiraq, the streets’ll spark, no we don’t pay the hitters
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| Don’t give no fucks, they send slugs through the bravest niggas
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| Where single moms have it hard, tryna raise a killer
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| Felt so much pain, keep takin' drugs 'til I can’t remember
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| It can be your right hand mans, you never know
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| Dealin' with these deaths, keep takin' xans just to cope
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| Clutchin' on this chopper, I know you reap what you sow
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| Got me ridin' with this Drac' like I’m signed to OVO
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| My hood lookin' up to me like I’m they only hope
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| No soldiers left behind, so I keep all my homies close
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| All you see is blood when them demons get provoked
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| Quick to leave a nigga on that pavement dyin' slow
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| Now this shit deeper than me, but we can talk about my past
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| Box out with that glizzy, 'cause they know Loaded down to crash
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| Show love while I’m here, don’t wait until I’m dead
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| Show love while I’m here, don’t wait until I’m dead
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| I’ve seen my momma cry, that shit turned me to a demon
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| A nigga disrespect me, blam him, ain’t no way I mean it
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| I know they want me dead, then keep on dreamin'
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| My driver got a strap, nigga, ain’t no double teamin'
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| Diamonds 'round my neck, you can see I glisten and gleanin'
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| Fell in love with sex, you got a friend, who you bringin'?
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| If they drop the window, I’ma go out squeezin'
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| Hit him in his body, now that boy been wheezin'
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| No police behind me, bustdown cuban got me freezin'
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| Ice on in the winter, I done over-froze the season
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| I really come from nothin', now my income really leadin'
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| This young nigga took off, and now they tryna find a reason
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| Now this shit deeper than me, but we can talk about my past
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| Box out with that glizzy, 'cause they know Loaded down to crash
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| Show love while I’m here, don’t wait until I’m dead
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| Show love while I’m here, don’t wait until I’m dead |