| Yea, real rap, real rap fo ya Lighters up, lets get 'em
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| Chorus — Nikki
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| Thooouugh, though I’m missin you
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| I’ll find a way to get through
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| I know livin without ya is impossible
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| Gooonnee… I know you gon live on Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya Stay strong, be tough, that's what the preacher tell ya He never really felt ya, so he can't even help ya Need a |
| shoulder to lean on, somebody to cry to It's like everything's gone, but I'm a survivor
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| Standin on stage in front of thousands
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| Don’t amount to me not havin my father
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| That’s real talk, I know a lot of y’all got 'em
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| But you need 'em way more when you gotta go without 'em
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| And I’m without 'em, but that’s life y’all
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| Sometimes you gotta learn to swim with no lifeguard
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| I’m alright God, shit I’m still breathin
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| But lose hurt like bullets, I’m about to start bleedin
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| Throw me down some comfort, cause my heart need it Tryin to cope wit my chances and meet 'em
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| There’s a dark road ahead, but I’m tryin to take it easy
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| Rest in peace Lil Beezy, my nigga
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| (Chorus)
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| Thooouugh, though I’m missin you
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| I’ll find a way to get through
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| I know livin without ya is impossible
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| Gooonnee… I know you gon live on Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya
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| [I miss my dawg I can’t believe that it’s over
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| but I’m a soldier, so I gotta over, can’t stay sober, I’m just tryin to get
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| over]
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| Smoke cush all day and pop painkillers
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| Fuck who don’t understand it, this what the game did us This what the streets showed us This how the block made us, the same block where they layed 'em
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| I pray every time I cross the spot on the pavement, save me Lord will I be next for the taking? |
| Take me I know I’m livin like I know when I’m comin
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| But I’m just livin cause I know that it’s comin
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| And the end is comin, but I ain’t runnin
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| I and hidin and duckin, I’m in the middle of a war, I’m alive and love it
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| I’m just speakin from the heart of the diein public
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| We still beatin, we gon rise above it Though it seem like they cheatin and we loosin
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| We survive if nothin, they could never take the stride from strugglin
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| I gotta ride
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| And sometimes that ride get bloody
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| But I just think about my buddy and go after that money, but uhh.
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| (Bridge) Nikki
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| Ohhh, we gotta get over, we gotta get over, gotta get over
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| it’s almost over, and we gon be alright
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| Straight Patrone out the bottle to the head now
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| We gettin read now, bitch my nigga dead now
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| And all the things I never said, I gotta say it now
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| I shoulda said it then, now I gotta talk to clouds
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| Now I gotta walk around, brim down
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| Just tryin to find my way to the next day, escape
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| Ya birthday could be ya death date
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| So I’m livin like it was just yesterday, let’s pray
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| Ten fingers together, can’t bring 'em together
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| It’s murda murda, I don’t think it get better
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| So be a competitor or get out the weather
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| Me? |
| I got a umbrella and a berretta
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| I’m just tryin to make sure my daughter future progressin
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| And behind that, I’m shootin excessive, trust me The beautiful dead, we livin wit the ugly
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| I just tell my pops wait for me, I’m comin
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| (Chorus) x 2
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| Thooouugh, though I’m missin you
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| I’ll find a way to get through
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| I know livin without ya is impossible
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| Gooonnee… I know you gon live on Cuz you were my brotha and I love ya, and I miss ya
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| [I miss my dawg I can’t believe that it’s over
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| but I’m a soldier, so I gotta over, can’t stay sober, I’m just tryin to get
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| over]
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| [I miss my dawg I can’t believe that it’s over
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| but I’m a soldier, so I gotta over
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| can’t stay sober, I’m just tryin to get over] in background over and over while
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| talking
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| They ask me why I wear shades at nighttime… cause I don’t wanna see nothin!
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| Yea.
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| Like I said, life ain’t nuttin but a long extended road, keep drivin
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| I done passed up plenty people up on the side of road, no help, keep goin
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| Yea… Lost a lot of passengers on the ride, kept goin… yep…
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| who knows when I’ll run outta gas. |
| Yea. |