| Walk with me, come talk with me
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| I was in Chicago when the boss hit me
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| Gotta know he a real nigga
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| Keep it real, don’t fuck with niggas
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| I done heard too much in my lifetime
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| You know people say what they gon do
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| And people act like it’s all facts
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| But most of the time that shit untrue
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| This is why I only work on my damn songs
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| Fuck a bitch with my headphones on
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| Smoked then I head home
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| I be pulling up in that red zone
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| Touchdown, take off again
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| Plans to be everywhere where Ross has been
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| Everything real we do not pretend
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| Young nigga got game with a lot to spend
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| So what you trynna do
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| Pretty sure we can work it out
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| Cause I been through it
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| I innovated, they imitated
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| And it’s safe to say that I’m an influence
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| And if I never dropped out of school
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| Probably never would have found music
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| Teachers told me that’s a dumb move
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| And I see why cause these racks stupid
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| I done had all the bad girls
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| Now I only want good women
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| One thing about Chicago niggas
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| They all got a little hood in them
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| I want a real one that’s 365
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| Who would never cheat, who would never lie
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| I come and kill it like homocide
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| We can see the stars if you’re down to ride
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| Let’s
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| Feel free to do what you like
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| I hope I’m the one that you like
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| You know I’mma always do right
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| And rarely do I take advice
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| But I got some suggestions to you
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| I like how you do what you do
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| You should come get with the crew
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| You should come get with the crew
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| Puma sneakers, no laces
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| Slow money, no patience
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| In my SS with the T Top
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| I had a red bone, early breakfast
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| Dirty birds, I got a dome too
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| 40 mil out in zone 2
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| Mississipi my home too
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| Pimping shit in my bone fool
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| Snow crabs with my day ones
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| Might blow a bag with a stranger
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| On a bus stop I just sat back
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| Nigga ride by wouldn’t say nothing
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| All good til my day came
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| Top down homie bang bang
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| R.I.P. |
| to my best friends
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| These new niggas so sideways
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| Whole rack on my buckle nigga
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| Bet another five you wouldn’t touch a nigga
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| FOY’s, black bow ties
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| Gangsta smoother than Russel with it
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| Chi-town when the snow fall
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| Big Mike collect phone calls
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| Conspiracy you’ll be home in three
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| And I said pray for me and that I don’t fall
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| Feel free to do what you like
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| I hope I’m the one that you like
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| You know I’mma always do right
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| And rarely do I take advice
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| But I got some suggestions to you
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| I like how you do what you do
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| You should come get with the crew
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| You should come get with the crew
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| Baby girl I need another type
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| Wanna stay at home not about that life
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| That wrongs just from her rights
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| We still got feelings even though we fight
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| Stay down get the whip with the top down
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| I say fool I’ll move you out to my town yeah
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| Well they all love my shine in LA, 2Pac I’m ridin 'round
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| Still screamin' out Thug Life, Stressed out but I love life
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| They watchin' me this rap shit ain’t got nothin' to do with my love life
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| She judge like, she jug right
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| She doin' shit no matter what
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| Like hell yeah you fuck her right
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| Girl slow it down like some purple sprite
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| She goes to sleep when I’m done with it
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| Westside winner we run in it
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| When it comes to them back shots
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| Girl I’ll throw a party and fun in it
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| Hunnid bands and I thumb through it
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| No coincidence that I love spendin'
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| That Fresh Veggies she fuck with it
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| Girls rock with us the whole crew winnin'
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| Feel free to do what you like
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| I hope I’m the one that you like
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| You know I’mma always do right
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| And rarely do I take advice
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| But I got some suggestions to you
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| I like how you do what you do
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| You should come get with the crew
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| You should come get with the crew |