| Look, half a million on cars
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| Who thought I’d ever make it
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| My face pressed to them bars
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| Sometimes I couldn’t take it
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| Had me questioning god
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| How come I’m so forsaken
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| Left emotionally scarred
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| Feel like my soul is shaken
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| All I had was drugs and hammers on me
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| Thought my life was doomed
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| It’s like the devil planned it for me
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| Now the diamonds all lit up
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| Like there’s candles on me
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| And I ain’t got no game
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| Some bitches understand my story
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| The road to riches
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| That’s probably what that C was thinking
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| Park the Bentley with the keys leave the hazards blinking
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| Started with an ounce and ended on a vegas strip
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| Taking all these niggas selfies with a famous bitch
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| S Car still tryna take a shot at life
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| Baby momma still screaming she’s a starter wife
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| Never been a fool homie I don’t owe a soul
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| The world is yours
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| Stage gleaming staring at the globe
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| So if I die my niggas
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| If I die, don’t even cry my nigga
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| If I die, don’t ask why my nigga
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| If I die, need you to ride my nigga
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| If I die, then bury me a G nigga
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| If I die, may they remember me nigga
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| If I die, don’t shed a tear for me baby
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| If I die, bottles in the air baby
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| If I die
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| I lay awake at night
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| And try to see my daughters dreams
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| She’ll never know
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| For me to feed her I did violent things
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| Battle tested I survived
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| That’s why it’s called the king
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| From a place where
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| Niggas kill you for your gold or bling
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| Yea, so if I bleed my niggas
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| Don’t even shed a tear
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| Was meant to be my niggas
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| I’ve done it all don’t need the creed my niggas
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| Been on stage with Alicia Keys my niggas
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| You gonna miss me when I’m gone is what I tell these hoes
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| You gonna beat me to the grave is what I tell my foes
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| Still balling feel alive when I’m with my woes
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| But out of 10 bands cooper still feel exposed
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| Yeah my life is like a Donald Goines novel
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| Dope dealing still sitting here hand on the bible
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| Fuck them all that’s exactly how I’m feeling lately
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| Still thugging cause these niggas don’t intimidate me
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| So if I die my niggas
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| If I die, don’t even cry my nigga
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| If I die, don’t ask why my nigga
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| If I die, need you to ride my nigga
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| If I die, then bury me a G nigga
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| If I die, may they remember me nigga
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| If I die, don’t shed a tear for me baby
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| If I die, bottles in the air baby
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| If I die, then bury me a G nigga
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| If I die, may they remember me nigga
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| If I die, don’t shed a tear for me baby
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| If I die, bottles in the air baby
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| If I die |