| Ain’t talkin' soap but they gettin' the dial tone
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| We born, live, then die alone
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| I was dead broke, I seen Ben Franklin in the casket
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| The world was sleepin' on me, it was Earth under my mattress
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| Get high off a new opp
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| I flushed all the moonrock
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| I throw back some Roxies
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| We geeked out our bodies
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| Everyone I love, they leave
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| Make me want to kidnap trees
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| We in and out the court, but I’m not in the league
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| Your bitch just a rebound but I’m not Embiid
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| Wish I could get my dawg back, but I ain’t a flea
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| All I saw was death, now I got more hits than Jermaine Dupri
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| Got more juice than a bitch, might name my son Capri
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| I blocked her seven days because her head was weak
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| Margielas new but they look dirty
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| Rylo not hurt but he in jury
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| Empty the clips and pull off full speed
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| They was bitin' my style so I bought new teeth
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| Less graduations and more funerals
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| Less graduations and more cell doors
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| Yea, less graduations and more court dates
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| Yea, less graduations and more gunplay
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| Old homies gon' change I been knew
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| This clip got an extension my bitch too
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| Got my pistol and my rubber I’m protected
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| Only time I really love her when she naked
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| Only time I really love her, when she naked
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| When I get bored, I watch my diamonds skate like Trukfit
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| My dawg a crip, at each birthday I buy him a blue pit
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| He wanna make 'em fight, I pray he won’t end up havin' to shoot Vick
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| Ain’t talkin' soap but they gettin' the dial tone
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| We born, live, then die alone
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| I was dead broke, I seen Ben Franklin in the casket
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| The world was sleepin' on me, it was Earth under my mattress
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| Get high off a new opp
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| I flushed all the moonrock
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| I throw back some Roxies
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| We geeked out our bodies |