| I’ma let the jeweler come tape my wrists
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| What you know 'bout chances and takin' risks?
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| What you know 'bout takin' care of your homies doin' years? |
| Huh?
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| What you know, nigga? |
| What you know, nigga?
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| My niggas in the pen, but I keep lead
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| Tired of the same nigga, he ain’t change yet
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| Do my own drugs and then I fade off (Ayy)
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| Hate is in the air just like a coin toss (Ayy)
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| NoCap, he got rich and start ignorin' y’all (Ayy)
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| And my bank account look like a phone number (Ayy)
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| Police at my door, I don’t wanna talk
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| I rep that bird, they say, «We know you a gang member»
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| My shoes cost a car note and your rent together
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| They might not feel my new shit, I’m on another level
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| I’m fuckin' on a white bitch, she a fan of Clever
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| Codeine in my tea, hope I don’t waste it in a Tesla
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| If I shoot my shot, I bet I wet her
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| They don’t know the times I was slidin' with Mega
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| If Fred wasn’t dead, we’d probably be together
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| Pissin' haters off, my next chain gon' be yellow
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| I don’t think I could get realer (Ayy)
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| Then I think I would get real love
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| Put her face up in a pillow
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| Dick her down and I get rid of her
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| I’ma let the jeweler come tape my wrists
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| What you know 'bout chances and takin' risks?
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| What you know 'bout takin' care of your homies doin' years? |
| Huh?
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| What you know, nigga? |
| What you know, nigga?
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| My niggas in the pen, but I keep lead
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| Tired of the same nigga, he ain’t change yet
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| Do my own drugs and then I fade off (Ayy)
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| Hate is in the air just like a coin toss (Ayy)
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| NoCap, he got rich and start ignorin' y’all (Ayy)
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| And my bank account look like a phone number (Ayy)
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| Police at my door, I don’t wanna talk
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| I rep that bird, they say, «We know you a gang member»
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| She straight up out the 'jects, yeah, put her in a foreign
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| Supply all the ammo to 1600 army
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| I didn’t fuck that ho because I knew she wasn’t worth me
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| Fake love, real hate, I do not know which one is worse to me
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| Go, go, go, go, I just want you to be, yeah (Ayy)
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| You don’t know my story, I wish that y’all can see half
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| My lyrics, breakin' out of rehab, my flow dope, nigga
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| No money, still runnin' with my old niggas
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| I can’t forget I’m still dealin' with my old issues
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| I’m thinkin' deep, one day we all gotta go, nigga
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| How the fuck you let that hate sit in your soul, nigga?
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| Even all them times that I was tired, I still rode with you
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| I’m off Roxies and I ain’t never seen Tigger |