| Lil' Snupe nigga, Real niggas come first, always remember that
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| Shoutout my nigga Chermoe too nigga, go do that mu’fuckin' time come back like
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| its nothin' nigga
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| Minor setback for a major comeback
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| Nigga fuck all the haters, I’m over here gettin' paper
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| Couple deals on the table I’m conversating with majors
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| I just got in the game but I’m ballin' hard like a Laker and these old niggas
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| mad cause' they played out like a Sega
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| I was just a beginner, ain’t have shit for dinner
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| But now I’m travelin' different cities up in the sprinter
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| Rappin' just what I live and these other niggas pretenders, come on and fuck
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| with Snupe this is the life of a sinner
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| I woke up this mornin' rolled up me some purple, got my clothes togeather had a
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| meeting with Universal
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| Had to go and talk the business, nigga I gotta' get it
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| Fuck any nigga ain’t wit' it, I can’t get off my mission
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| But now I’m on the East Coast, West Coast
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| Lookin' at the bad bitches, smokin' on the best smoke
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| Bitches say I’m too hot, Livin' the life of Biggie and 2Pac |
| Nigga you know who shot hit ya' ass with the Oh wop
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| The day Jay-Z go broke nigga when Snupe stop
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| That’ll be never bitch, I’m only gettin' better
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| Plus a nigga ball whatever, I’m a trend setter
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| Man its cold outchea' but I’m survivin' in this weather
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| And I knew that I’d make it out one day!, Rappin' or trappin'
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| It was gon' be one way, Before this rap shit we was bout' gunplay
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| Now in a year I can see me on Rip The RunWay, I do this for my whole team
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| And my Grannie in the sky watching over me while I’m chasin' my dream
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| I seen a lot of niggas change over weed and lean, its either your real or your
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| fake — no in between
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| Yeah nigga on, but this shit ain’t what it seems
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| Cause the niggas I grew up wit' wanna see me in a Beam
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| Remember being on the corner like a fuckin' fiend
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| With a mu’fuckin' dream, like I’m Martin Luther King
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| Shit I’m livin' is real, Grew up in straight hell
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| Where niggas throwin' em' shells, I’m tryin' hard to prevail
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| But people praying I fail, Hoping I end in jail
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| Sittin' with no bail and my family like «Oh Well» |
| But I’m making it, Chillin' with my niggas dream chasin' it
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| People ain’t wanna give me a chance I had to take the shit
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| Rappers I look up to they got records, I’mma break that shit
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| Tired of all the waitin' shit, and tired of all the hatin' shit
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| Finally dropped my mixtape, now everybody feel this
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| Ask around about me, niggas know I spit that real shit
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| Lotta' niggas rap about pistols but they dont kill shit
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| Crazy what these niggas outchea' doin' for that deal shit
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| But I’ll never change, always keep it G'
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| I’m livin' out my dream guess this shit was meant to be
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| I came up in the streets, stay duckin' police
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| And all my homies locked down and they waitin' to get released
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| C-4 doin' 15, Dom doin' 30
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| The streets is gettin' dirty, these niggas outchea' workin'
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| These bitches gettin' shady, tryna' catch me up on purpose
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| Thats why I stay solo, Livin life YOLO I’m gone! |