| Rasta, you know me, know this for my people
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| Rasta, you know me, know this for my people
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| Rasta, you know me, know this for my people
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| Rasta, you know me, know this for my people
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| Ayy, yeah, you helped when I was down, but I did more when I got up
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| I’m grateful they penny pinchin', draw that line and then they stuck
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| Lotta niggas, they ain’t wit' me from the beginning, now it’s fuck 'em
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| Broke as fuck, I asked for licks and you ain’t give it, how I’m your brother?
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| I still slide with them choppers, I still move with them robbers
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| I killed your demon, we the devils, we be squashin' them goblins
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| He’s in the distance talkin' murder, but he cap on them bodies
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| Bitch, y’all the ones that’s gettin' hit, ayy, check the news if I’m lyin'
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| At the end of the day, all the niggas gettin' popped
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| Roll on the block and I’ma make it rock
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| Rocks in my cup while I sip on Wock
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| Pulled the panties up, I told her I just want the top
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| I ain’t gotta say RIP to too many of my niggas 'cause me and my niggas really
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| do the killin'
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| You would rather hear me say free Hotty and free Tae (Free my dawgs)
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| And free my nigga CeeLo 'cause they fightin' they sentences
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| I done really seen tragedy
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| But I still made it happen
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| Handguns automatics and they gettin' to clappin'
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| Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain’t doin' no jammin'
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| Y’all shoulda seen that nigga face when I upped on 'em
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| My niggas happy I did it, but to be honest, shoulda bust homie
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| But I’m a father now, I got a daughter now
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| I gotta be smarter now and go a little harder now
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| She done fucked with my pride, a couple niggas I let slide
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| But don’t forget them niggas I put up like a jet ride
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| A real gangsta help the nigga that need the most around him
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| I’ma put my nigga on, not finna joke a clown
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| I feel I do a lot, but do I do too much?
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| Mom say I do enough, but enough is enough
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| It’s too much on my back but still I carry everybody
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| But when my knees buckle, I ain’t get a text from nobody
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| Lord, yeah
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| Girl, them folks took my- ayy, they took my Instagram and
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| I ain’t get a text from nobody, ha
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| I done really seen tragedy
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| But I still made it happen
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| Handguns automatics and they gettin' to clappin'
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| Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain’t doin' no jammin'
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| I done really seen tragedy
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| But I still made it happen
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| Handguns automatics and they gettin' to clappin'
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| Yeah, we totin' these ratchets and they ain’t doin' no jammin'
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| Aight, haha
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| Great deal, haha |