| , gotta get my paper, my paper
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| I gotta get my weight up, my weight up
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| I gotta get my weight up
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| Beatmonster
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| I been goin' hard baby, I been goin' hard
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| Don’t worry 'bout the money nigga, worry 'bout a job
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| I do not fuck with all y’all, y’all weren’t with me from the start
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| And I know talkin' hard make me wanna break the law
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| And I’ma sell, way before I ever
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| And I’ma sell, way before I do a fraud
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| This shit can’t be love
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| This shit can’t be love, nah
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| I love my baby momma, but I wanna
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| 'Cause when it came down to it bitch you went to the law
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| And how the fuck they, and never be involved
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| You talkin' 'bout my deal to the judge bitch and all
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| I remember when yo best friend said I wouldn’t make it at all
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| And now the same bitch tryna give your nigga jaw
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| I remember when yo family said I wouldn’t make it this far
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| And now yo whole family talkin' bout dat nigga
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| This shit can’t be love
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| This shit can’t be love, nah
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| I’m like bitch, wassup?
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| I’ve been gave up
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| I been goin' hard baby, I been goin' hard
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| Don’t worry 'bout the money nigga, worry 'bout a job
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| I do not fuck with all y’all, y’all weren’t with me from the start
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| And I know talkin' hard make me wanna break the law
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| And I’ma sell, way before I ever
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| And I’ma sell, way before I do a fraud
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| This shit can’t be love
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| This shit can’t be love, nah
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| Yeah I remember them nights so hard
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| Had to change my, had to change my life
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| My junkie pull up had to tell that nigga turn of his lights
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| Circle the block if something ain’t right
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| come down, I grab my pipe
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| Can’t go this slow at that time of night
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| But it might be 12 'cause the lights too bright
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| Tryna dodge a cell every single damn night
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| 'Cause life ain’t right when you ain’t got life
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| Lord knows my momma can’t sleep at night
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| She know I ain’t livin' right
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| Had to make a sacrifice
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| Thank god that I changed my life
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| Ever since I found the mic
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| This shit might be love
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| This shit might be love, yah
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| Finally came up
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| Thank god I came up, yah
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| I been goin' hard baby, I been goin' hard
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| Don’t worry 'bout the money nigga, worry 'bout a job
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| I do not fuck with all y’all, y’all weren’t with me from the start
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| And I know talkin' hard make me wanna break the law
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| And I’ma sell, way before I ever
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| And I’ma sell, way before I do a fraud
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| This shit can’t be love
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| This shit can’t be love, nah
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| I really sell, I ain’t never really, I sell hard for
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| I used to just finesse with the hard like
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| If my drop wanted to come get, uh, some hard with some
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| Then I give him the, you feel me? |