| Yeah
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| Yeah, look
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| I don’t even sleep
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| Time is money, I don’t miss a blink
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| I already spend a lot when I think
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| Dawg, I’ve been on the brink
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| I been tryna get my mind right
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| Life gave me lemons, now I’m all up in the limelight
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| See shit clearer when you look at it from hindsight
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| Pray for them in dark, man, I really hope you find light
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| But you get shaded tryna step up into my light
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| I been gettin' faded with a blonde and she kin' dyke
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| I don’t give a fuck dude
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| When Yams died I said, «Fuck school»
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| I’m in the whip doing a buck two bumpin' Hugh
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| Yellin', «Fuck you», man they all slept
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| I ain’t even get a wink and all I did was fuckin' rep
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| Yeah, I been up in painkiller paradise
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| Muhfuckers hittin' stains, man ain’t nothing nice
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| Where muhfuckers be juugin' just to get by
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| You can find me and my homies on the Westside
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| Yeah you know that that’s right
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| Yeah, and I ain’t never been a lick
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| I ain’t never gave no money to a bitch
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| I ain’t never gon' snitch, dawg I said it from the rip
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| Same day ones with me, I ain’t never gon' switch cliques
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| Bitch you know the set
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| Yeah, bitch you know the set
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| And it’s the same 'til the death
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| Guess I don’t know no better from the West, dawg
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| We don’t know no better, we the best in the globe
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| Bitch, I’m betting muhfuckers get to sweatin' when we come around
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| Man I even be snapping when I’m dumbing down
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| Got a bad bitch with me, she remind me of Aaliyah
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| Call me said it’s been a drought, she reminding to re-up
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| Yeah, I got that work if you need that
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| Then just hit my phone if you need that
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| I been spending time alone, got my cheese stacked
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| So I ain’t never give a fuck about they feedback
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| Muhfuckers all talk, they don’t ever fucking walk
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| They ain’t got no fucking drive
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| They be all up on the bus
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| Or they doing fucking scams, getting racks from the juug
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| Fuck you get it how you live
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| I don’t really give a fuck
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| I stopped pouring up, fuck pills, I don’t even smoke blunts
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| Went through 50 packs of raws in a month, that’s an understatement
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| Yeah, pitching 'caine yeah that’s undertaking
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| Middle fingers up to pigs, I don’t really fuck with bacon, nah
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| Yeah, you already know the squad
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| Going hard 'til a motherfucka fall
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| Man I swear I seen it all
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| I can’t wait to see more
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| We been smoking on that bomb, that’s that fucking C4
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| They tried to bury me alive but I rose from the dead
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| So, I don’t give a fuck now I’m going for the bread, uh
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| Fuck a body shot, man I’m going for they head
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| If they asking why I did it, say that it was for the West
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| Yeah, I’ve been up in painkiller paradise
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| Muhfuckers hittin' stains, man ain’t nothing nice
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| Where muhfuckers be juugin' just to get by
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| You can find me and my homies on the Westside
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| Yeah, you know that that’s right
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| Yeah, and I ain’t never been a lick
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| I ain’t never gave no money to a bitch
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| I ain’t never gon' snitch, dawg I said it from the rip
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| Same day-ones with me, I ain’t never gon' switch cliques
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| Bitch you know the set
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| Yeah, yeah bitch you know the set, yeah |