| A crown of thorns what they crowned me with
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| Thuggin' 'til the bounty hit
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| Woofin' on the dead, gon' get you next, I can’t allow the shit
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| I done watched my family base they love on the amount I send
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| That ain’t love, how the fuck I’m 'posed to drown in it?
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| You be insecure about yourself, so you just clown the bitch
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| In front of us, and then you wonder why she quick to switch
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| Niggas swore to God that they the realest, but they fake as shit
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| Got a problem, say the shit, they know who they playin' with
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| Quick to take a loss, it takes so long to try to build a bridge
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| Let alone crossin' it, I be with these politics
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| I’ma buy the hammers, it don’t matter what the prices is
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| Give it to the shooters, now we brothers 'cause I like his wrist
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| I remember days when we was smilin', it’s no life in this
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| Someone should’ve told me stay at home, but this the life I get
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| They gave my brother double digits 'cause the driver snitched
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| In that room, you start to think, but ain’t no lights in it
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| Take a moment for the dearly departed, we livin' heartless
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| Jackets never stopped the rain, prison was our college
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| Could’ve made it out, but we ain’t have the proper knowledge
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| Hard to count the digits on these checks that I deposit
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| Check when we in trouble, they ain’t check when we was bothered
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| He died a gang member, he should’ve went to Harvard
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| I ain’t even try out for the team, but I’m a starter
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| Tryna be a dad, but I ain’t even have a father
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| Easy livin' ruthless when you coping with the pain
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| I just got some money from her, I ain’t know her name
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| Labeled a statistic 'cause they say we all the same
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| Promises the worst, 'cause it be pouring when it rain
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| Balance being optimistic when you hate the game
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| Running from my family roots, almost shook the name
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| We can tell he never really cried 'cause he complain
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| Hard to top the pain that was waitin' with the fame
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| Ayy, they don’t understand the kind of love I got for 'em
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| Never let my nephew bang 'cause it’s not for him
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| Go get some guala, then you pull up in that drop foreign
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| I’m one of the reasons why it’s killers off the block tourin'
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| After Deray death, the hood heart was torn
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| Have you ever felt responsible for lettin' 'em score?
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| Mental note, I gotta fuck around with Fletcher more
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| Twenty years and some change since I been reppin' Fourth
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| My condolence to the family of the victim
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| He took someone that I love, I understand how much you miss him
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| Yeah, my condolence to the family of the victim
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| He took someone that I love, I understand how much you miss him, nigga
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| Take a moment for the dearly departed, we livin' heartless
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| Jackets never stopped the rain, prison was our college
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| Could’ve made it out, but we ain’t have the proper knowledge
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| Hard to count the digits on these checks that I deposit
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| Check when we in trouble, they ain’t check when we was bothered
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| He died a gang member, he should’ve went to Harvard
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| I ain’t even try out for the team, but I’m a starter
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| Tryna be a dad, but I ain’t even have a father
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| Easy livin' ruthless when you coping with the pain
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| I just got some money from her, I ain’t know her name
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| Labeled a statistic 'cause they say we all the same
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| Promises the worst, 'cause it be pouring when it rain
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| Balance being optimistic when you hate the game
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| Running from my family roots, almost shook the name
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| We can tell he never really cried 'cause he complain
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| Hard to top the pain that was waitin' with the fame |