| Mane, I came a long way
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| Fo real
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| Yea!
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| You niggas rappin bout that shit
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| Nigga we outchea livin it nigga
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| This shit real nigga
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| Man I remember being in my cell, getting awaken by niggas fightin
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| Stressed out in this bitch cause ain’t nobody writing
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| And I done rumbled in this bitch so many times I feel like Tyson
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| Remember getting released back when my niggas were united
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| Ballin in the mix, prolly ballin with yo bitch
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| Felt kinda good just to be ballin with my clique
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| And now the world know bout Lil Snupe and the shit I had to do
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| Man I had to get my shit straight, press up out a mixtape
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| I can never change, always remain the same
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| So much pain, I can’t even write it, spit it from the brain
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| This shit is insane, finally in the game
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| But pussy niggas wanna be with me just to get some fame
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| Finna get the millions, stack it to the ceiling
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| Niggas know I’m bout it and I’m ready and I’m willin
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| If it’s in the street, you niggas know I’m finna kill it
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| Went from juvenile life to this shit, this I’m feelin
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| I’ll neva change, I’m a always keep it G |
| Livin out my dream, guess this shit was meant to be
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| I’ll neva change, I’m a always keep it G
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| Livin out my dream, guess this shit was meant to be
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| I’ll neva change, I’m a 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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| Mane I’ll neva change, I’m a always keep it G
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| Livin out my dream, guess this shit was meant to be
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| No lights mama crying mane this shit was meant to be
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| Money ain’t change a thing mane this shit was meant for me
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| Plenty years many tears couldn’t find a remedy too busy
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| Clutching on a nine trying to blind a enemy couple hits
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| Flew to Tennessee blowed up instantly gave back to the
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| City same niggas trying to finish me picture me rolling
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| Being stolen in penitentiary same mug same thug when
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| Them crackers finished me wait so much of hate but they
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| Couldn’t stop me turnt a simple into a quarter into a nine
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| Piece turnt the clique house to a mansion this is real talk
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| In my living romm same niggas was in my clique house had
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| A talk with god he say imma out ya on boy he know I’m gon |
| Ride for him like I do my homeboy neva change right or wrong boy
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| I’m the truth long live lil snupe on the track with boosie boo nigga
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| I’ll neva change, I’m a always keep it G
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| Livin out my dream, guess this shit was meant to be
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| I’ll neva change, I’m a always keep it G
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| Livin out my dream, guess this shit was meant to be
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| I’ll neva change, I’m a 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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| Mane I’ll neva change, I’m a always keep it G
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| Livin out my dream, guess this shit was meant to be
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| I remember jammin boosie in the morning, tryin to find out what to do
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| Now my niggas get up in the morning, they be jamming Snupe
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| I done seen so many niggas fall victim in my crew
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| Serve pussy, get on the stash, testify about the truth
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| Knowing that ain’t how we came up
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| Bitch that ain’t high hopes, these niggas trail dust
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| Can’t even look you in yo eyes, you like changed up
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| Peso called my fuckin phone, I had to hang up — That nigga a stranger
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| Got my dawg C4 fifthteen yea that hurt a nigga |
| You a square, you can never be in my circle nigga
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| All fuckin rat, I look at you like a gerbal nigga
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| You and Lil Chase on tight but we change yo verses nigga
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| Tell me how the fuck can you snitch on yo brothers?
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| Get him 15 long years gone from his mother
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| Man you fuck me up, you got me feeling like no other
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| Cause we both from the gutter but now nigga is fucked |