| Knee-deep, still in these roads
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| Still deep in these roads
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| And I know these streets keep killin' me slow
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| Ooh, keep killin' me slow
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| I just hope these street ain’t takin' my soul
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| Ain’t takin' my soul
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| In this shit too deep, I just can’t let go
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| I just can’t let go
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| Knee-deep, still in these roads
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| And I know these streets keep killin' me slow
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| Keep killin' me slow
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| I just hope these street ain’t takin' my soul
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| Ain’t takin' my soul
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| I’m in shit too deep, I just can’t let go
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| Six weeks and I ain’t been home
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| Gettin' to the money, man, I gotta keep goin'
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| No sleep, man, it’s been so long
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| Choppin' all week, tryna get this gone
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| Lifestyle takin' it’s toll
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| Did this shit from a long time ago
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| Too cups on me, I’m kinda slow
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| Two blunts on me, I’m tryna roll
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| Still got too much love for the streets
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| Sellin' all my drugs in these streets
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| We done went to war in this beef
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| We ain’t got no love for police
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| Breakin' all the laws for my team
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| Fightin' with my blood over P’s
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| I would choose the love, choose the peace
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| But niggas got me rollin' with the piece
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| They don’t wanna see you on the throne
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| Still they say they love you when you gone
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| They can’t even reach me on the phone
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| Turn the industry into the zone
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| Turn this fuckin' crowd into a mosh pit
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| Still ain’t turn my house into a home
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| Was tryna make it out with the bros
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| Cah we was face-down on these roads
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| Knee-deep, still in these roads
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| Still deep in these roads
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| And I know these streets keep killin' me slow
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| Ooh, keep killin' me slow
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| I just hope these street ain’t takin' my soul
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| Ain’t takin' my soul
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| In this shit too deep, I just can’t let go
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| I just can’t let go
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| Knee-deep, still in these roads
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| And I know these streets keep killin' me slow
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| Keep killin' me slow
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| I just hope these street ain’t takin' my soul
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| Ain’t takin' my soul
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| I’m in shit too deep, I just can’t let go
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| No sleep, no time
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| Big plate got a lot on my mind
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| Too fake, can’t get on my line
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| There’s still hate, still talkin' online
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| She get lit, I get mine
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| There’s no dates, we just fuck in my ride
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| She’s too bait, can’t get on my life
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| I’m in space when I get on my high
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| All for the love of the money
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| Why they wanna take it all from me?
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| Riskin' all my freedom on the journey
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| Just so I can feed 'em when they hungry
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| Fightin' with my demons till the mornin'
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| Shakin' china, get 'em all off me
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| Burn a couple bridges 'cause I got to
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| Same fuckin' people said they got me
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| We still handlin' stress, still handlin' rage
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| Still handlin' all that pain, yeah
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| We still tryna get rich, still flippin' them packs
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| Still tryna move all that weight, yeah
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| Still knee-deep in these streets, keep sayin' I’ll leave
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| But I just can’t leave it, baby
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| Money keep comin' all week
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| It’s nothin' but Ps and C.R.E.A.M. |
| we livin' in, baby
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| Knee-deep, still in these roads
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| Still deep in these roads
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| And I know these streets keep killin' me slow
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| Ooh, keep killin' me slow
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| I just hope these street ain’t takin' my soul
|
| Ain’t takin' my soul
|
| In this shit too deep, I just can’t let go
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| I just can’t let go
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| Knee-deep, still in these roads
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| And I know these streets keep killin' me slow
|
| Keep killin' me slow
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| I just hope these street ain’t takin' my soul
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| Ain’t takin' my soul
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| I’m in shit too deep, I just can’t let go |