| Well…
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| I’m in L.A. at a Laker game on court side- midfield, nigga
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| You still lame, I won’t deal wit ya
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| Makin' music for the real nigga
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| Earned money, me no Hilfiger
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| Ask Donald Trump, I want his figures
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| He’s 28, put a kick in him
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| Rich Homie. |
| No bitch in him
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| I’ve been diagnosed straight spittin' venom
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| You need bifocals just to see in it
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| Tent doggin' we smoke that
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| I told my girlfriend that I’ma see women
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| If he snitchin'
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| You’ll never see me wit' him
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| Cause I trick him
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| Like a motherfucking flea flicker
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| But I’m frying these niggas- no skillet
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| And I’m killing these niggas- no bullet
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| But my wrist all frozen like a bald head
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| In the winter time with no skully
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| I’m handicapped
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| I need crutches
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| I’m leaning
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| Grab a box of them Dutches
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| Cause we gon' need them
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| When I’m on that syrup, they can’t understand a thing I say
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| I smoke a blunt everyday to take the pain away
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| I need to see a doctor fast and I hate to say
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| That nobody ain’t give me shit, I had to make a way
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| For my niggas and my crew
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| I don’t know about you
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| And this shit I went through
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| I refuse to go through
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| Hey, to get where I’m at, it took sacrifices
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| And it ain’t worth having if you don’t sacrifice it
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| I’m at the top, they at the bottom where beginners lay
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| A sacrifice for my family I take any day
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| I go to court on his behalf, just to see her face
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| She killed my partner cold blood on that December day
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| And this is where I stay
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| And it don’t need renovation
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| I think I’m going crazy
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| Like a mental patient
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| Give that ho a oscar
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| Cause she stay acting crazy
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| And I’m feeling myself (ha!)
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| Like a straitjacket, baby
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| Got these hundreds on me
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| I don’t know which one to touch
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| All these bitches on me
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| I don’t know which one to fuck
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| Before I can’t identify my cup
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| And I’m authorized to stunt
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| When I’m on that syrup, they can’t understand a thing I say
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| I smoke a blunt everyday to take the pain away
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| I need to see a doctor fast and I hate to say
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| That nobody ain’t give me shit, I had to make a way
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| For my niggas and my crew
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| I don’t know about you
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| And this shit I went through
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| I refuse to go through
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| Hey, to get where I’m at, it took sacrifices
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| And it ain’t worth having if you don’t sacrifice it |