| He was a small time hustla with no name
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| No shame, just a product to the cocaine, old stains
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| Seen him walkin' in the cold rain
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| With no brains for a profit he would go slained
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| He was hungry, he do crime just to do it, doin' lines
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| He’d abuse it then his mind were consuming
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| He didn’t know that we was buried in his own grave
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| 'Cause all he ever wanted was those Jordans and the gold chain
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| A typical teen
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| In the cypher he was always spittin' and kickin' them frees
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| He never had a send off, he was sniffin' off keys
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| A drug addict, age twenty, money clip in his jeans
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| Girls loved him 'cause they seen he had a heavy wallet
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| Steady fallin', never ready for the daddy got in
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| All this misconception had him so delirious
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| So here he is, completely unaware that this is serious
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| He don’t think he need help
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| Cause he’s livin' in the dream right now
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| He was hungry, now he’s got a bit of money
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| He’s awake when the lights go out
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| Yeah, he used to these feelings
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| So he’s runnin' from the demons
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| Yeah, he used to these feelings
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| So he’s runnin' from the demons
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| Life was easy, he was livin' like he had it all
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| He didn’t realize to walk it first you have to crawl
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| So every night he sniff at least another half of ball
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| Too scared to answer, held at ransom when it’s casket calls
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| He laugh it off and pour a shot and chop another up
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| Like what the fuck are you doin' stupid, you out of luck
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| I would bruck, now we this is
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| Now it’s tough, and half of time he doesn’t realize
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| The powder’s cutted
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| Completely out of it, he laced it with a nose bleed
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| He’s heart’s beatin' but he’s brain is at a slow speed
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| With no sleep, he doesn’t function 'cause he won’t eat
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| He’s so weak, he’s on the verge, about to OD
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| Where does he turn to when he needs a fuckin' helping hand
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| No ones there to save him now because he’s less a man
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| They seen him go from top to bottom, and they stopped carin'
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| And now he’s dyin' all alone because he lost awareness
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| He don’t think he need help
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| Cause he’s livin' in the dream right now
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| He was hungry, now he’s got a bit of money
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| He’s awake when the lights go out
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| Yeah, he used to these feelings
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| So he’s runnin' from the demons
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| Yeah, he used to these feelings
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| So he’s runnin' from the demons
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| Yo, man, pass that light over here
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| Trynna get this joint goin'
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| You ain’t heard me, fool? |
| I said pass the light
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| Yo, this dude is at sleep, he ain’t gettin' up
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| How much with that shit you can piss a guy, man
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| Get up, man
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| Yeah, I tried shakin' him, he won’t get up
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| Get up, fool
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| Naaah, man
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| Yo, someone pass the phone, man
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| This guy won’t get up, man |