| I’m not ballin', but at least I’m still breathin'
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| Ain’t heard of me mothafucka?
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| You sleeping
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| I’ll be here til' I’m dead, I ain’t leaving
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| So you better get use to me
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| I’m not ballin', but at least I’m still breathin'
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| Ain’t heard of me mothafucka?
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| You sleeping
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| I’ll be here til' I’m dead, I ain’t leaving
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| So you better get use to me
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| I’m not ballin', but at least I’m still breathin'
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| Ain’t heard of me mothafucka?
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| You sleeping
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| I’ll be here til' I’m dead, I ain’t leaving
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| So you better get use to me
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| Yo, before I take my last breath
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| I wanna make it clear I give my all, I’ll never half step
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| And I don’t dwell what I can’t get
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| Instead I put my time and effort into everything I have left
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| I want the dream that’s why I can’t rest
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| Shit I just wanna live my life I never hope on any mans death
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| I know they want me dead and I don’t blame 'em nigga
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| Cuz am the only rapper fighting for a change my nigga
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| And I ain’t bragging I’m just being honest
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| I’m seeking knowledge everybody else is rapping for the fame my nigga
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| I do it for the love strictly for the L.O.V.E
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| I try to stay above everything they yell on TV
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| Cuz they just got us killin' each other
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| And the fiends never think twice they quick to steal from they motha
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| Please don’t try to put me down if you ain’t feeling me brotha
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| Nah, make yo own moves, I don’t play by no rules
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| No dude coulda last a fuckin' day in my shoes
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| Just like I coudn’t pass the 11th grade in high school nigga
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| Fuck what you heard unless you heard it from me
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| Cuz honestly I give a fuck about the word on the streets
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| Motherfuckers got it twisted all up in a nigga’s business
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| Speakin' on some shit that ain’t even concerning you G
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| Look its all good tho, we all know you hood bro
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| But when you die is anyone gonna know what you stood for
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| Now a days niggas die for the G-code that’s the very thing that’s killin' me
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| and my people
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| It ain’t politics its not Obama, it’s niggas like you starting problems and
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| causin' drama
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| Claiming the streets that you dont even know
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| Willing to die for a nigga that woundn’t throw you a bone
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| And you wonder why you stuck on «Yeah am sellin' drugs»
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| Cuz all you wanna do is fuck hoes and be a thug
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| On some real shit I ain’t even tryna diss
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| Cuz what I wrote goes out to most of the katts that I kick it with
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| Ain’t tryna put you down but I ain’t sugar coating shit
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| Watch for the girls you fuck, watch who you rolling with
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| I’m trying guide you from the darkness to the sunshine
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| We all gotta go some times
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| I’m trying guide you from the darkness to the sunshine
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| We all gotta go some times
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| As I take my last breath
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| As I take my last breath
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| As I take my last breath
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| As I take my last breath
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| I’m not ballin', but at least I’m still breathin'
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| Ain’t heard of me mothafucka?
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| You sleeping
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| I’ll be here til' I’m dead, I ain’t leaving
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| So you better get use to me
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| I’m not ballin', but at least I’m still breathin'
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| Ain’t heard of me mothafucka?
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| You sleeping
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| I’ll be here til' I’m dead, I ain’t leaving
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| So you better get use to me
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| I’m not ballin', but at least I’m still breathin'
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| Ain’t heard of me mothafucka?
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| You sleeping
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| I’ll be here til' I’m dead, I ain’t leaving
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| So you better get use to me
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| I’m not ballin', but at least I’m still breathin'
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| Ain’t heard of me mothafucka?
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| You sleeping
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| I’ll be here til' I’m dead, I ain’t leaving
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| So you better get use to me |