| I got all my friends feeling more like blood
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| Pour the liquor till we drown
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| Livin' all these nights like it’s all we got
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| Come to far to go home now
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| No matter what we gon' find a way
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| Swing from the pendulum till it break
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| And the white flag up no we’re never down for the count
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| And we’ll do it till the lights black out
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| Do it till the lights black out
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| I used to dream about this kinda life
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| Way back when I could sleep at night
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| I’m talking way back, way before I came back
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| Way before my boy was rockin' that jays hat
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| Yeah
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| Now we done made it this far we used to ride the Acela
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| Bought a crib for the homies and we got wine in the cellar
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| Call me Chelsea the way I handle it
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| I took a chance and I took advantage
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| I brought my brethren for each and every second
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| And we gon' give em hell until we get up to heaven
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| So this is for all the ones that I bring along
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| I’d rather be broke than be rich alone, yeah
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| I got all my friends feeling more like blood
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| Pour the liquor till we drown
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| Livin' all these nights like it’s all we got
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| Come to far to go home now
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| No matter what we gon' find a way
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| Swing from the pendulum till it break
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| And the white flag up no we’re never down for the count
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| And we’ll do it till the lights black out
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| Do it till the lights black out
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| Yeah
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| I done came a long way
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| Long way from home
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| Long days longer nights long way to go
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| Broad day I drive the wrong way down the road
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| Cause if I don’t got a lane, then I gotta make my own
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| Try to be careful of who you keep around
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| If they don’t know your roots gotta weed them out
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| That make sense don’t it?
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| I count on all my people like the census
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| That’s the general consensus
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| Yeah shits moving fast but I like this speed
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| This don’t feel like real life to me
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| And when it gets dark then I light this weed
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| My friends like my fam and they right with me
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| I got all my friends feeling more like blood
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| Pour the liquor till we drown
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| Livin' all these nights like it’s all we got
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| Come to far to go home now
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| No matter what we gon' find a way
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| Swing from the pendulum till it break
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| And the white flag up no we’re never down for the count
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| And we’ll do it till the lights black out
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| Do it till the lights black out
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| Say, what you wanna say
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| Run your mouth I will never change
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| You, what I wanna do
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| Nobody know what I’m going through
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| Say, what you wanna say
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| Run your mouth I will never change
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| You, what I wanna do
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| Nobody know what I’m going through
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| Say, what you wanna say
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| Run your mouth I will never change
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| You, what I wanna do
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| Nobody know what I’m going through |