| Rich Homie Quan
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| Yeaa
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| Real Nigga Music Man
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| Real Niggas Stand up
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| I smoke a blunt for my niggas who dead
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| Getting tired of writing these letter
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| To my niggas who gone
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| Most of 'em hustling, surviving in jail
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| Get teardrops from another body
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| Just to come Home
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| I told my niggas we don’t hurt nomo (I mean it)
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| Told my mama she ain’t gotta work nomo (I mean it)
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| Mind yo business hoe my curtains closed (I mean it)
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| The naked truth will get her, exposed
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| And I mean it
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| I mean it
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| I mean it
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| I don’t stutter so
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| Everything I say I mean
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| I just murder folks
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| I’on flex when I say I lean (Drink Nigga)
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| And I just caught a hoe
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| On chess board I swear she Queen
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| Or ask Alicia (I ain’t Swiss Beats)
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| Know that’s a Keys (Nah Nigga)
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| Them folks be taking pictures
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| Why they after me?
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| Was told don’t play with pistols (Nah)
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| Target
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| And I mean everything I say
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| With emphasis (Rich Homie Baby)
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| And I mean nan nigga ain’t safe (Nah)
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| And I’m serious
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| I’m fenning
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| All the hoes on safe, Ridiculous
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| My team?
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| Yea nigga we straight, with them benefits
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| Got licenses by the dealership
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| Turn the mic up
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| They ain’t hearing this
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| Real nigga music |