| Bruh them people out here are geekin' my nigga
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| You know they just hit mom’s shit
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| My momma be smooth bruh
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| Breathe on you
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| They kickin' down doors where my momma stay…
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| But they know I’ll never cooperate
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| Cuz that ain’t how a real nigga operate
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| Doing time only time I find time to pray
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| Suckas on the net say they try to down us
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| Havin' conversations with the higher power
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| I dip my nose in a pack of powder
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| It only numb the pain for a couple hours
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| Ain’t no picket fences nice house and flowers
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| We live in the trenches you’ll get devoured
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| Used to rock Girbauds, hella Eddie Bauer’s
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| All black label hoodie jumping over counters
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| Mo' gwala mo' power nigga easy math
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| Behind the almighty dollar never leave the trap
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| My bruh would be prezzin if I could bring him back
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| Hell gang over everythang we believe in that
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| Ain’t no room for no lackin gotta keep a strap
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| One up top I don’t know why you ain’t think of that
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| Seen his body collapse that’s a man down
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| You ain’t with the shit fall back nigga stand down
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| They kickin' down doors where my momma stay…
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| But they know I’ll never cooperate
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| Cuz that ain’t how a real nigga operate
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| Doing time only time I find time to pray
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| Try to tell lil' homie stay in school
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| I lost so many partners it ain’t boo
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| Loadin' up a broom momma walked into my room
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| This lifestyle is deeper than you assume
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| My lil' sis bustin' dates for her dude
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| But she ain’t trippin' she used to being misused
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| That’s just another wound I gotta deal with
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| Nigga pull up at granny’s that’s where I still live
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| I did alot of dirt I gotta livewith
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| Bullets flyin' pray to God I don’t get hit
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| Still yellin' free my brotha Hit Stick
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| If you could put your toes in his shoes you would of been snitched
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| Nigga… Ain’t no doubt about that
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| Talking outta turn you ain’t really bout that
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| Yeah, we trap it out and count stacks
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| Killing our kind how you proud of being black nigga?
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| They kickin' down doors where my momma stay…
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| But they know I’ll never cooperate
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| Cuz that ain’t how a real nigga operate
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| Doing time only time I find time to pray |