| It’s 2 bars?
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| Aight
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| Motherfuckers wanna get famous
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| Bust guns and get dangerous (dangerous)
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| Daddy graduated from Cambridge
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| Money talks in every language
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| Real recognize that stainless
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| Silver spoon what my aim is
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| Y’all don’t know what that game is
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| Y’all don’t know what that uh
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| Y’all about that fraternity life
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| If you’re from where I’m from then as soon as you come, baby girl gon' be about
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| that maternity life
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| If you do like my daddy then she gonna be single and alone that maternity life
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| for eternity life
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| Eternity life probably thinking we livin' that life
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| Cause we do what we do
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| But hold up let me get it right
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| Everybody got problems, everybody got problems
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| But not everybody need a .45 to solve them
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| Revolve them
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| Take care of all of them like this
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| I might just go crazy
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| All the way
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| Y’all live that life where your safety is only a call away
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| But not us
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| Mamma and daddy never bought us
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| Not a god damn thing but they brought us
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| Broke as hell we couldn’t fund the trust
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| Outside run around with a gun to bust
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| Police looking for every one of us
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| Back then yeah all of that was fun to us
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| Had a little bit of money in the middle
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| Let me hit 'em with a riddle
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| If I never had a dark night I might not not not not be the same
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| Might not be the…
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| I know my mind is sober
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| But I’m so high, it’s over
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| I know my mind is sober
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| But I’m so high, it’s over
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| Ay-hey now boy
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| You don’t know nothing about this, right here boy
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| Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac
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| You don’t know nothin' bout that Chi town
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| South Central with the gat gat gat
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| Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
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| Get the fuck up off your silver
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| Everybody wanna live lavish, a million in the bank on average
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| They cutthroat yeah they savage
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| They riding round with the baddest (bitch)
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| One day, I woke up, and said I’m bout to do for the rest of my life
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| No question it’s right
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| Waiting for the bus at a stop light looking at the cop right in front of my eyes
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| Living in a world of lies
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| Where the truth dies and hatred multiplies, mu-mu-mu-multiplies
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| I said I can’t take it
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| I remember wondering if I would ever make it
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| But as I reminisce I realize it was all irrelevant, it’s evident
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| I’m getting money for the hell of it
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| Never fuck around until the flow celibate
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| Speaking for the people like a delegate and when the situation’s delicate
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| I execute it with the proper etiquette
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| Everybody wanna get ahead of it, no
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| I can’t take the time to stop
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| It ain’t all about the money so I’m headed to the top
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| But I’m still getting guap never stop unless a body drop
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| Metaphorical motherfucker to get it in
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| While the whole world spin for the dividend
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| But I’m in another system
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| Everybody hate till he dead then they miss 'em
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| Why can’t we relax and listen
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| Stop spending money on things that glisten
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| I know my mind is sober
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| But I’m so high, its over
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| I Know my mind is sober
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| But I’m so high, its over
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| Ay-hey now boy
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| You don’t know nothing about this, right here boy
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| Chilling in Maryland, three niggas in a Cadillac lac-lac
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| You don’t know nothin' bout that Chi town
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| South Central with the gat gat gat
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| Niggas in the projects, for them niggas tryna eat
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| Get the fuck up off your silver spoon |