| I said I used to get high, Just to get by
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| Couldn’t Deal with my reality, Was livin' in a lie
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| Sometimes I asked God is we livin' just to die
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| Conversations with my dad, And he livin' in the sky
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| I think am I goin' crazy? |
| Or is this shit forreal
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| The spirit of a nigga who will or is appealed
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| Fightin' to see the light and I’m fightin' to keep it real
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| Like a nigga with no lawyer I’m ready to take a deal
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| Got me feelin' like Khaled, Cause all I do is win
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| I don’t practice no religion, Cause all I do is sin
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| I don’t even write it down, I’m just spittin' out what’s in
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| I don’t celebrate for victory man all I do is grin
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| Uh, Shit I ain’t braggin' I don’t boast
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| But when it come to bread fuck a slice I need a loaf
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| And a little bit of toast just to keep the haters off me
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| Man I do this for my city, All the niggas waitin on me
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| Look into my eyes, Tell me what you see
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| Youngin' full of pride, Tendencies of a G
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| I never gave a fuck what ya' heard about me
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| Never told, Never sold my soul nigga this is me
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| I’m a family man, Don’t you ever cross that line where my family stand
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| I send them boys to come and get you in that family van
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| Cold shooters that love them hammers like Yosemite Sam
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| I’m from a hood where these niggas scared to dream at
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| Fuck the money they wanna' kno where the lean at
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| They make ya' lean back, I’m talkin fade-away
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| Mike Jordan, Gettin' it ain’t important
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| How can I forfeit, Niggas makin' a fortune
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| Livin' in fortresses, Gettin' it on some corporate shit
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| Go hard or go home and this the orphanage
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| Same niggas that I grew up I be often with
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| Small circle 'cause niggas a murk you
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| Most of the time it’s niggas that know, But my niggas is purple
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| Hearted, I seen the snakes before they even started
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| Caught em, And the was dearly departed |