| This a new year getting new paper
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| Every 6 months I got a new hater
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| Gotta start makin' examples outta niggas
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| Actin' tough, bring the bitch up out a nigga
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| Need to tell the truth that’s the real you
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| You talking shit but I 'on't hear you
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| I’m so up, you down so I ain’t near you
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| So behind me yeah you in my rearview
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| Yeah, they had my face on some news clips
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| Niggas round here got some loose lips
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| Hundred some shots out of one clip
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| Make yo' ass do it gang no flip
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| I’m makin' sure me and my team good
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| My kids and my mom and them
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| I’m straight on these «for the moment» ass niggas and bitches
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| It’s too much that come with them
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| I’m influenced by dope boys, gangsters and OGs
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| So I still hang with them
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| All my day one niggas sitting right here beside me
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| Yea I still remain with them
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| This Rollie on me got me frozen
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| 'Fore Elo died he told me I’m chosen
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| A year later like a bomb I exploded
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| Money up now oouu I’m so loaded, yeah
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| I had to make them folks feel me
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| I had some folks tryna kill me
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| Got niggas thinkin' they is me
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| I had some folks tryna charge me
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| Talkin' 'bout murders and robberies
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| They look at me as a problem
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| Tryna figure me out, wanna solve me, yeah
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| I had to make them folks feel me
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| I cannot help the streets feel me
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| I had to make a decision
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| Knew I would have people against me
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| I had to figure out if I wanted to strap up
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| Or wanted to take care of my children
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| See sellin' dope was cool
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| But it ain’t cool when indictment start comin' out
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| Ain’t cool when you trap with a nigga
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| And if he get caught and start runnin' his damn mouth
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| Two shows, one night had to hop on a Leer
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| They don’t wanna see me right here
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| They wanna catch me sleep without the banger
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| But Im never wrong out here
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| Guess you mad cause I found out the real you
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| Cut you off 'cause I ain’t feel you
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| Run ya mouth like a bitch do
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| Talking down like I’m deaf, I 'on't hear you
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| Some shit happen at my show one time
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| Shots got fired, they tried to pin it on me
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| I seen this shit 'fore it happened
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| 'Fore I started winning, close people started switchin' on me
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| Lil bitch tried to bash me 'cause I ain’t give that ho the dick
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| Mad cause I’m not the nigga that she with
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| Or is it cause I’m up and havin' shit? |
| I don’t know
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| I had to make them folks feel me
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| I had some folks tryna kill me
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| Got niggas thinkin' they is me
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| I had some folks tryna charge me
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| Talkin' 'bout murders and robberies
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| They look at me as a problem
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| Tryna figure me out, wanna solve me, yeah
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| I had to make them folks feel me
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| This right here, right here the real me
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| I cannot help the streets feel me |