| The hell is you saying? |
| This shit in my vein, you dig?
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| There’s so much to lose and so much to gain, you dig?
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| I’m chasing the hunger, I’m back in the rain, you hear me?
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| I’m battered and broken and numb to the pain, you hear me?
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| How can I stop until we’re all in a Range, you hear me?
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| I cannot stop until we’re all getting paid
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| And everybody got their own shit
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| And they stop calling me 'cause they want shit
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| Every time I reach for my cutlery
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| Take my eye off the cake for a second, they cut a piece
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| If I talk about it, say I’m greedy they come for me
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| Forcing me to comfort people that never comfort me
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| Niggas don’t wanna work
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| Niggas is scared to fail
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| They’d rather follow a nigga blind then be a tail
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| Waving from side to side, see me when shit is well
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| Leave me when shit is Hell
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| Leave it for me to dwell
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| Dangers of being a king, you get the biggest shoulders
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| Nobody listens to you, they just wanna take your orders
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| You be the sharpest and they just use you to cut their corners
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| I want them to win though
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| It will mean more to me, sorta
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| You know I’ve got love for my niggas
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| On me, I’ll kill for 'em
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| I know that they don’t depend on nobody to build for 'em
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| We done cut some homies off, we had to be real for 'em
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| But they know we’re still here for 'em
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| The hell is you saying? |
| This shit in my vein, you dig?
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| There’s so much to lose and so much to gain, you dig?
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| I’m chasing the hunger I’m back in the rain, you hear me?
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| I’m battered and broken and numb to the pain, you hear me?
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| How can I stop until we’re all in a range, you hear me?
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| I cannot stop until we’re all getting paid
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| And everybody got their own shit
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| And they stop calling me 'cause they want shit |