| Ayy, ayy
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| I swear to God, I do his for my kinfolk
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| Ayy, yo
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| I swear to God, I do his for my
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| Ayy, this for my
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| Ayy, this for my
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| Yo, yo
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| Swear to God
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| I swear to God, I do this for my
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| Ayy, woah, man, make a wish
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| Ayy, uh, ayy, make a wish, make a wish
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| I see the plotting, I’m a prophet, I suppose
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| Bend the block before the johnnies get ahold of me
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| This for Ray, I see you hurting on my shoulder free
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| Bro, you rode for me in times you knew my soul was weak
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| I see the roll, I gotta go
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| My people told me better finish what you chose
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| So I did cop a whip and move my niggas in the crib
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| This for niggas dying 'fore they get to live
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| Ayy, this for niggas dying 'fore they get to dream
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| What you mean? |
| Victim of the streets before his teens
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| I done seen mommas really weeping for they seed
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| I would think, «Why they picked us off like we ain’t kings?»
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| We don’t mean shit to 'em
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| Thinking they don’t really mean that, uh
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| All I know is when the sun hit my skin, it be beaming
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| Do this 'til my team win, do this 'til my chain big
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| This for all the niggas like me that’s nameless
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| This for all my old hoes that I’m still cool with
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| This for all the niggas that I used to go to school with
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| Ducking out of class, can’t believe I passed all 'em, uh, ayy
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| Been tryna get my head right, stuck up in these headlights
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| Seem like ain’t nobody real no more
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| Like, why they lying? |
| Like, why they lying?
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| Seem like ain’t nobody real
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| And you probably wouldn’t feel me if my heart was on the table
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| Seem like ain’t nobody real no more
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| Like, why they lying? |
| Like, why they lying?
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| It seem like ain’t nobody real no more
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| (Uh, on God, that’s on God, uh)
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| (On God) Seem like ain’t nobody real no more (That's on God)
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| And if you bleed like I bleed, why I gotta be humble?
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| Why I gotta bite my tongue while I’m watching you mumble?
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| Why I gotta ball my fist while you flapping your lips?
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| Like I ain’t been through all the same shit you say you walked in
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| You say I’m drinking, I’m thinking though, I’m dreaming
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| I’m weeded, weaving through all of my thoughts, I hope that water ain’t deep
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| But if it is, then I’m swimming, I’m drowning in all of that liquor
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| Had me blocking my feelings, I speak my truth, hope you feel it
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| And if you don’t that’s on you, uh
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| And if you don’t that’s on you, uh, uh
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| And if you don’t that’s on you, uh (Ayy)
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| It seem like ain’t nobody real
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| It seem like ain’t nobody
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| It seem like (My niggas with me)
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| It seem like (My niggas with me)
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| Ain’t nobody real no more, uh (My niggas with me though)
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| Uh, ayy, uh
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| And if you bleed like I bleed (Oh God, oh God)
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| And if you bleed like I bleed, don’t fall on your knees (Oh God)
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| I spent an hour, so I did, and so I did (Nigga)
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| And if you bleed like I bleed, don’t fall on your knees (So I think about it) |