| Ay, we done came a long way, traveled down the wrong way
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| They ain’t find no shell cases, thankful for the cold case
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| Thankful for the prostitutes, assuming that we soulmates
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| Thankful for the big homie, coached me through the dope game
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| Boogers clutter both chains, Euros hugging both lanes
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| Caught up in this style of living, couldn’t if I want to change
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| Hang out on the porch with yay, out on bail, forced to pray
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| God is good, God is great, I thank you for another day
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| Thank you for this 100K, thank you for my girly face
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| I was too broke to ever visualize the world this way
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| Trapped inside a world of pain, I trapped for every quarter gained
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| I don’t do this shit for fame, bitch, I do this shit for gang
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| Since when did I go against the grain? |
| Gave them niggas sticks to bang
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| Helped them niggas get them chains and showed the hood a different way
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| Bust it down and deviate it, everybody seeing paper
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| I just want to see you make it, incubator 80's baby
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| One up top ahky, something stocky in the choppy
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| Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy bet he mop 'em
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| Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy, sleep walkin'
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| Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy sleep walkin'
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| One up top ahky, something stocky in the choppy
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| Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy bet he mop 'em
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| Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy, sleep walkin'
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| Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy sleep walkin'
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| All them trials and tribulations, bail enhancements and arraignments
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| Affidavits and them statements, waiting game, so I waited
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| The numbers double up when niggas labeled gang related
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| Plus I’m in and out of family court for Dooters, shit was brazy
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| Child Protective Services, only thing can break me
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| Family of a murder victim, only reason you should hate me
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| I been feeling smothered lately, blood called me for the yankee
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| He ain’t even call to thank me for that put on I just gave him
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| I miss my brother Deezy, only if those bullets grazed him
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| Wasn’t no hatred in my heart until that happened, that’s what changed me
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| My last trip to Quinten for that yicki really saved me
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| I was moving mainey every daily, on my baby, nigga
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| Shoot you if you if you make me, nigga, E we finally made it nigga!
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| Mozzy Shawn callin from the bounty, «what you facing, nigga?»
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| Shout out to the Asian boys, I love you for them k-da's nigga
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| Call me when you need me, y’all forever in my favor nigga
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| One up top ahky, something stocky in the choppy
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| Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy bet he mop 'em
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| Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy, sleep walkin'
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| Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy sleep walkin'
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| One up top ahky, something stocky in the choppy
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| Fat wally for bradaski, off a Oxy bet he mop 'em
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| Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy, sleep walkin'
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| Pour a four of wocky, vision cloudy sleep walkin' |