| Seen shit that’ll change your life for real
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| They had my big brother for a long time, he been tryna fight for appeal
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| I know some real ones and they ain’t here
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| Lost a lot of real ones I never shed tears
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| We in them European’s fish tailin' changin' gears
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| Play the mirror, cause it’s serious plus them people on my rear
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| Forced to blow them hammers ain’t no human that I fear
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| I know when the love is hella fake and when it’s pure
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| (Yeah)
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| My life mainey now, niggas really made it out
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| I was pullin skits 'fore Ghazi and Nima came around
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| Ain’t no postin' blicks on they Insta I make 'em take it down
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| Back-to-back funeral services shit’ll break ya down
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| If you got dreams by any means you better chase 'em down
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| Tears fallin' as I face the clouds
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| I seen some shit that I can’t say out loud
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| I did some shit that wouldn’t make ya proud
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| Put all my trust inside these kayda rounds (Yeah)
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| District attorney be smurkish' they tryna work us but
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| Prints were inconclusive ain’t find that bitch on my person
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| Tell 'em watch where they mergin', we lurk with intent to purgin'
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| Pullin' up when it’s urgent, bouncin' out with them squirters
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| Seen shit that’ll change your life for real
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| They had my big brother for a long time, he been tryna fight for appeal
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| I know some real ones and they ain’t here
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| Lost a lot of real ones I never shed tears
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| We in them European’s fish tailin' changin' gears
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| Play the mirror, cause it’s serious plus them people on my rear
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| Forced to blow them hammers ain’t no human that I fear
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| I know when the love is hella fake and when it’s pure
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| Can match yo energy
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| Just tell me how you want it
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| I got lil niggas that’ll dump it out the Focus
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| You don’t know about young niggas that so happen to run shit
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| And I keep a two-piece with me I ain’t talkin' 'bout drumsticks
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| Know the real and the fake, been through trial and tribulations
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| Went from getting it out the projects now we flying to different places
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| Made sure all my real ones had a Rollie face
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| I’m the streets motivation
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| Saw my lil niggas catch the coldest cases
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| Before I was ever famous, I don’t show locations
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| Ran that shit up and kept it quiet like a mason
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| Whenever you focus on the lies it knock off concentration
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| I don’t see nothin' with these eyes and I don’t never say shit
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| Seen shit that’ll change your life for real
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| They had my big brother for a long time, he been tryna fight for appeal
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| I know some real ones and they ain’t here
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| Lost a lot of real ones I never shed tears
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| We in them European’s fish tailin' changin' gears
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| Play the mirror, cause it’s serious plus them people on my rear
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| Forced to blow them hammers ain’t no human that I fear
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| I know when the love is hella fake and when it’s pure |