| They gon' try to kill me, find out where I live
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| They don’t never know, remember selling halfs and wholes
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| Told 'em, «That's my goals,» even told my teacher when I went to school
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| Now I see, I be the rook
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| Body in the streets but had his head all in the books
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| They was with the beef, now that we swingin', gettin' shook
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| Demons in my sight, it’s kinda hard for me to look
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| And now we havin' problems since them days not to
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| Get you, pussy on a missile
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| Prolly why I miss you
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| That’s why I gotta find something better to do
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| Take the bowl everywhere like street life
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| Shoot him dead in the face, no street fights
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| Tell me, what’s the whole point in me being nice?
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| As a gang, never askin', we ain’t be mine
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| Lemme spend a little time with you
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| Used to trap and come and come and get it, you can shop with me
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| Die for me, she only come over for a job for me
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| Lie for me, when I get her wet and get a mop for me
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| Toppin' me, when she do it, she do it so sloppily
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| Like wait, you didn’t even concentrate like it was on a plate
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| They think I’m handi' like my right hand was a fake
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| Then go on the money, tell her I was runnin' late
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| With another girl, I get to lyin' in her face
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| But I was wrong, my confession in a song
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| Can’t be excused, you feel like I’m bein' rude
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| Won’t be around, you say I act like a clown
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| But just come over because I kinda want it now
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| But don’t get you, pussy on a missile
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| Prolly why I miss you
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| That’s why I gotta find something better to do
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| Take the bowl everywhere like street life
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| Shoot him dead in the face, no street fights
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| Tell me, what’s the whole point in me being nice?
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| As a gang, never askin', we ain’t be mine
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| Lemme spend a little time with you
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| Bow
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Say she like that shit)
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| Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
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| Get you, pussy on a missile
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| Prolly why I miss you
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| That’s why I gotta find something better to do
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| Take the whole everywhere like street life
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| Shoot him in the face, no street fights
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| Tell me, what’s the whole point in me being nice?
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| As a gang, never askin', we ain’t be mine
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| Lemme spend a little time with you
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| Oh, ayy, ayy, lemme spent a little time with you
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| Oh, ayy, lemme spent a little time with you
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| Mhmm, mhmm, mhmm
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| Mhmm, mhmm
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| How much time that is?
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| Cut it |