| Came in this bitch like LeBron
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| Tell them I already won
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| Shoot the bitch up for fun
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| They gave the wrong one the gun
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| Tell them I’m one of the dons
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| I don’t take shit from no one
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| Trap out the house 'til them folks come
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| When they ask me some' I go dumb
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| I just bought my bitch an education
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| I hope that she get to her destination
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| I wanna see her lil family make it
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| Just 'cause these niggas be hella hating
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| Remember mama cried about the rent
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| I bought some dope, I was tired of it
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| You should’ve seen my environment
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| None of these niggas didn’t buy me shit
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| I got them bands on me now, they can’t abandon me now
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| They the ones handing 'em out, your bitch a fan of me now
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| My lil nigga said he quit school, he told me that like that shit cool
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| He just want to be a big dude, he gon' get ate like a six two
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| Tell them I’m never gon' hide
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| Tell them I’m never gon' die, I’m still alive
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| Tell them I’m never gon' cry
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| I got that falcon that pie, I work it out
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| I looked that judge in the eye, told them that I would get out
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| Now look at what I done got, Houston done let me get out
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| Look what I came from
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| Look at them diamonds, they shinin' on me
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| Look at them shine, it’s time for it
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| Ain’t it 'bout time he grind for it?
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| On eighty-five, just me and my ho
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| I keep that glizzy, who want smoke?
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| They think they know me, I’m John Doe
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| These are old hundreds, I’m selling dope
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| I keep gunners with me every day
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| I’m with my partners nigga, every day
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| Long as my kids and my baby mama straight
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| Long as my dad got a house and a lake
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| Long as my mama here with me
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| Long as my brother here with me
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| Long as I got Ralo here with me
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| You know them opps in the building
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| Know Love Life don’t got no feelings
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| We just pull up, shoot and hit, ayy
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| Diamonds on shake, I know they hate
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| Look at they face, Dae Dae got cake
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| This is straight A shit, I want that Wraith
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| Spend me a check and go buy it today
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| We got our blessings off scribe and faith
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| I had to hustle and find me a way
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| But you can tell 'em
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| Tell them I’m never gon' hide
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| Tell them I’m never gon' die, I’m still alive
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| Tell them I’m never gon' cry
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| I got that falcon that pie, I work it out
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| I looked that judge in the eye, told them that I would get out
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| Now look at what I done got, Houston done let me get out
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| Sideways on the other side, we was pullin' up just to get paid
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| Lace it up and we came up and we chop it down up in different ways
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| Big money, we flip money, and we out of bounds but they got sprayed
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| Pepped it up so we step it up and we stuntin' huntin' in that Bentley brazy
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| Poppin' that shit like, like
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| A nigga want spray me, crazy lazy
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| Poppin' that shit like, like
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| A nigga won’t pull up sprayin' crazy
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| Back in them eighties, four-four baby
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| Platinum baby, platinum navy, platinum crazy
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| Platinum crazy, got these niggas crazy
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| Plaques on the wall nigga, got these niggas crazy
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| Numbers don’t faze me, big stunt don’t faze me
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| Big money we make it, big money it takes it
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| Tell them I’m never gon' hide
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| Tell them I’m never gon' die, I’m still alive
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| Tell them I’m never gon' cry
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| I got that falcon that pie, I work it out
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| I looked that judge in the eye, told them that I would get out
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| Now look at what I done got, Houston done let me get out
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| Tell them I’m never gon' hide
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| Tell them I’m never gon' die
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| Tell them I’m never gon' cry
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| Tell them I’m never gon' hide
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| Tell them I’m never gon' die
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| I’m still alive
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| Ralo |