| All these niggas fallin' off they ain’t falling back
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| I’m countin' money momentarily Imma call you back
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| He told the pigs you was present that’s what we call a rat
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| Quit speakin' down on my gangsta if you ain’t talkin' fact
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| Momma used to choke slam us just for talkin' back
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| Gangsta rap died with Pac, Mozzy brought it back
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| Nose bleed and I tooted the purest powder pack
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| Pullin' out the store with some woods and a pack of sour patch
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| Yeeky case attorney finna devour that
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| They told me take the two I said I’m bool that’s how you counteract
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| Hunnid thou' cash, hunnid thou' in two accounts
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| I can’t afford to go to jail them niggas losin' out
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| 20 somethin' Momma asked me when I’m movin' out
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| I was broke back then but I’m Gucci now
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| This one up top all the time down to shoot it out
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| Fuck the cameras and I don’t care about who around
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| Made a lot of mistakes I’m a gangsta
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| Made a lot of mistakes I’m a gangsta
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| I ain’t become what Momma want me to be
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| But I told her learn to love me for me
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| I hustle for her cause ain’t nothin' for free
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| Remember back we had nothing to eat
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| Family Bargin Center Granny was cheap
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| She’d never spend a hundred on sneaks
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| Three bands sellin' dope all week
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| That’s how I really fell in love with the streets
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| I fell in love with the streets
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| Stolo, ride around on E
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| D.E. | 
| got that fire on me
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| Pull up to the market
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| I remember putting 5 on 3
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| Turn around and drop 5 on the tree
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| I been high all week
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| I know some niggas that done died in the streets
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| And there ain’t too many that survive in these streets
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| Its suicide in these streets
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| His momma cried as he lie in these streets
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| They covered that boy body with sheets
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| Imma pray for her
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| There ain’t nothin' I can say to her
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| You can cancel the car wash Imma pay for it
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| Homie really my dawg, they gone pay for it
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| SK knock his lil' brother off the skateboard… Mop
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| Fuck is a 10 shot, 30 pop the new stock
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| Photos being cropped, circle smaller than a dot
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| Pull up to the plug give him everything we got
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| Sacrifice it all for a dolla, talmboutit
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| Made a lot of mistakes I’m a gangsta
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| A lot of shit on my mind I can’t take it
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| Made a lot of mistakes I’m a gangsta |