| Aye
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| Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
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| Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
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| I can’t lose my motivation (hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
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| I been workin' on my patience (hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
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| I been workin' while they playin' (hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
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| Still off these drugs until the days end (hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
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| A lot of blood that I was born in (aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
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| My tears showed me just how I feel and what’s important (aye, aye, hit 'em up,
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| hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
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| Still in these streets, feels like I’m sworn in (aye, aye, hit 'em up,
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| hit 'em up, hit 'em up)
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| Still in yo city when I’m tourin', aye (aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up,
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| hit 'em up)
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| Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, go
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| Sippin' on liquor, and I’m smokin' on dope
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| Strangers been watchin' me, what do they know?
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| Black on black clothes from my head to my toes
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| 3 bad bitches, put 'em in a 4 door
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| Hit up my line got them drugs for the low
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| Got beef with my set then we kickin' in doors
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| We be ridin' 'round fast, but we rollin' up slow
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| Bitch, I was broke, nowadays not settlin'
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| Connect all the dots, then we movin' 'round your middleman
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| Pull up, we trappin', you know we can’t let 'em in
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| Ran up a bag I could feel the adrenaline
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| It’s like I got patches, but ain’t got no letterman
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| I know they see me, they don’t wanna let me in
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| You know the truth, but it’s lies that you tellin' me
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| I work too hard, I cannot catch a felony
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| How you gon' cook when you don’t got the recipe?
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| We got the secret sauce, you not impressin' me
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| I’m in the streets, I might be 'til I rest in peace
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| Fuck what you think, bitch, so fuck what you tellin' me
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| Stacking up these racks, throw 'em all, get 'em back
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| Bitch, I live my fuckin' life, why you worried 'bout that?
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| Hit up my plug, he gon' drop off a bag
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| Payment up front, we don’t need no advance
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| Labels hit me 'cause they need my advice
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| Still independent, I earned all my stripes
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| I’ve seen the world, what I saw wasn’t nice
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| I’ve seen people switch-up on friends for a price
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| I’ve seen business fall through for minimal payments
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| Don’t hit my plug for no minimal weight
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| I’ve seen bitches naked before the first date
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| They waste no time, but I still got the patience
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| Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, go
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| Sippin' on liquor, and I’m smokin' on dope
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| Strangers been watchin' me, what do they know?
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| Black on black clothes from my head to my toes
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| 3 bad bitches, put 'em in a 4 door
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| Hit up my line got them drugs for the low
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| Got beef with my set then we kickin' in doors
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| We be ridin' 'round fast, but we rollin' up slow
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| Pull up and I’m fuckin' on a bad-bad bitch
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| Pullin' off with a bag they got mad-mad quick
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| I’m online poppin' them tags-tags quick
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| Throwin' all that cash, get it back-back quick
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| Some people love me, and some people hate me
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| Some bitches fuck me, and some wanna date me
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| Smokin' and sippin' on something, I’m faded
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| I came from nothing, from nothing I made it
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| A lot of blood that I was born in
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| My tears showed me just how I feel and what’s important
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| Still in these streets, feels like I’m sworn in
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| Still in yo city when I’m tourin'
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| Hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, go
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| Sippin' on liquor, and I’m smokin' on dope
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| Strangers been watchin' me, what do they know?
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| Black on black clothes from my head to my toes
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| 3 bad bitches, put 'em in a 4 door
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| Hit up my line got them drugs for the low
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| Got beef with my set then we kickin' in doors
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| We be ridin' 'round fast, but we rollin' up slow
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| Aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
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| Aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
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| Aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up
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| Aye, aye, hit 'em up, hit 'em up, hit 'em up |