| On the block with my sack and my white tee
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| My goals at this time was more crack and some Nikes
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| Fiends waking up, I’m having pipe dreams
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| Two O’s stuck together looking siamese
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| A couple hoes ain’t wanna ride with me (nah)
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| Now them same hoes tryna ride me (bitch)
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| For the games I didn’t have time really (nah)
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| Posted at the spot is where I be
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| Couple rocks left 'til I cop again
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| Wondering how much its gonna take for me to cop a Benz
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| Took a L with bad dope I’m like «not again»
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| All these losses that a nigga takin' man I gotta win
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| Had to get my shit together
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| I had faith that pretty soon shit was getting better
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| Praying to god for forgiveness
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| Same time I’m trying to speak the plug into existence
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| This dope game is all I know
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| Dreaming 'bout the cribs with the marble floors
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| Whippin' fast cars going hard on hoes
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| Can’t trust a soul that’s just how it goes
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| A nigga got Sosa dreams
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| I wanna live like Sosa money all on the sofa
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| A nigga got Sosa dreams
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| I wanna live like a plug with plenty work to plug
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| I want the big house the big baller penthouse
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| The type crib you get lost in tryna get out
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| These niggas small minded they happy with some glasses
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| A cup of lean, a couple pills don’t understand it
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| Back in the day you would have been my custo
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| I woulda served your ass and told you get the fuck on
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| That’s how we talk to short money, what they expect
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| The fiends that came correct, we treated them with respect
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| I got a vision for Yachts and drop tops
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| Rari pop out of dots
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| Yachtmaster with frozen rocks
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| Crib with the river out back, millions of stacks
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| Nobody fucked up, if so I pitch 'em a pack (here you go)
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| And they gon' bring that money back no excuses
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| Killers on deck, even a fool wouldn’t be foolish
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| Before I had legit dreams, I had Sosa dreans
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| On my moms sofa watching Scarface on the big screen
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| This dope game is all I know
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| Dreaming 'bout the cribs with the marble floors
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| Whippin' fast cars going hard on hoes
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| Can’t trust a soul that’s just how it goes
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| A nigga got Sosa dreams
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| I wanna live like Sosa money all on the sofa
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| A nigga got Sosa dreams
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| I wanna live like a plug with plenty work to plug
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| Watch out for the popo they tryna take my hoe
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| Damn this shit just ain’t no joke
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| Damn this shit just so cutthroat
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| Watch out for the police they keep comin'
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| But they money keep on flowing
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| The grind don’t stop, I’m goin'
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| This dope game is all I know
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| Dreaming 'bout the cribs with the marble floors
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| Whippin' fast cars going hard on hoes
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| Can’t trust a soul that’s just how it goes
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| A nigga got Sosa dreams
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| I wanna live like Sosa money all on the sofa
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| A nigga got Sosa dreams
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| I wanna live like a plug with plenty work to plug |