| Motherfuckers taking pics with their phones
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| The lights flicker and trip 'em like strobes flashin'
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| On my throne, sippin' Manhattans and Old Fashioneds
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| Hard to fathom when my holster get shattered like broke glasses
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| Smoke pass the Road Chassis, road map and slowed traffic
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| No classes, so absent, IQ is below average
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| Growing up knowing that no one is proactive
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| Soak up my emotions, they lowered this closed casket
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| My homies are throat slashers, gold snatchin
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| Old masses, gold fashion, throat bash, Girbaud for the Bo Jacksons
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| Coke addicts, all that they know is the gold habits
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| Won’t catch a break, fumble the ball when they’re throwing passes
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| No ladders, hit a low, you should know what the vocab is
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| Hoes flashed us back then, now they show us the whole package
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| Spin into the tree just like Jacqueline Onassis
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| Blow rappin', they told me it won’t happen
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| Wished they would have told me I would owe taxes
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| I should own my own masses
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| Growing up, you gon' live and you learn
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| One day the lord above gonna give you a turn
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| And when he finally does are you willing to work?
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| To go and get what you’re worth
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| Cause I can give you my word
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| You gotta live and you learn
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| You might’ve been through the worst
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| And it can make you stronger so forget what you heard
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| Just focus on the future, not the shit that occurred
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| This worm slither and squirm
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| The more you dig in the dirt
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| You gotta live and you learn
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| Fuck diplomas, we ain’t study much
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| Plus the drugs corrupted us
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| Fuck instructions, we ain’t know what structure was
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| Hustlers with dreams, my team would scheme
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| Then go stick up the plug, take a shit then run out
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| We ain’t cut out for construction jobs
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| Rhyming ain’t my hobby, couple of my homies love the rush
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| Like the sight of blood and guts and fighting
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| Guys would knuckle up
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| Think cause you got muscles you gon' win this scuffle?
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| We gon' sucker punch you, jump you
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| What the fuck, you thought that we was touching gloves?
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| Usually dudes would grab they gun and bust you when they buttons push
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| Murders and abductions, seeing shit you can’t recover from
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| Trust is gone the moment that your homie fucked the one you love
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| So now you’re drunk as fuck and paying aces at the rub and tug
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| I got it coming cause I used to rub my nuts and cuss
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| Spittin' in the food when I was cooking at the country club
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| But I was young and dumb, destructive saying fuck so and so
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| Such and such, who is who, enough’s enough
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| Growing up, you gon' live and you learn
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| One day the lord above gonna give you a turn
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| And when he finally does are you willing to work?
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| To go and get what you’re worth
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| Cause I can give you my word
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| You gotta live and you learn
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| You might’ve been through the worst
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| And it can make you stronger so forget what you heard
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| Just focus on the future, not the shit that occurred
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| This worm slither and squirm
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| The more you dig in the dirt
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| You gotta live and you learn
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| Homies stealin crotch rockets, I watched em
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| Taking blow torches to vacuums at car washes
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| The kid that sat beside me in class was an armed robber
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| Our fathers walked off, we lost morals, lost marbles
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| Stabbed David, shot Charles, who gon' fall out next?
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| The chick I went to school with, she a shot out mess
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| She the type that shouldn’t be allowed to pop out kids
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| She pregnant with another baby while she shot up meth
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| We a product of our environment, why are we so incapable?
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| Learning from our mistakes to escape what we afraid to move
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| A slave to all our vices, providing the price, we paid to lose
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| But came to prey the food for all the lions, tigers, sabertooths
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| I made it through, I’m like a ragin' bull inside a china shop
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| I survived the shots they fired on the firing squad
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| I just tied the knot, I used to say my timing’s off
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| Forgot a lot of shit, but I remember I was taught
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| Growing up, you gon' live and you learn
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| One day the lord above gonna give you a turn
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| And when he finally does are you willing to work?
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| To go and get what you’re worth
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| Cause I can give you my word
|
| You gotta live and you learn
|
| You might’ve been through the worst
|
| And it can make you stronger so forget what you heard
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| Just focus on the future, not the shit that occurred
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| This worm slither and squirm
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| The more you dig in the dirt
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| You gotta live and you learn |