| I get in my feelings for thinking too much
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| And I get in my feelings for drinking too much
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| And I was in my feelings when my man died
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| The first time the streets done made a man cry
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| See this life is crazy
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| Yeah, this life is crazy
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| See this life is crazy
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| Especially when you thug livin'
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| That’s why I’ma make all the thugs feel me
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| Young niggas thuggin', muggin', clutchin'
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| All on that corner, he’s a loner when he’s ugly
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| Dreaming 'bout a brick, ain’t nobody frontin' him
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| No shit, and say he wrong when he started taking risks
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| And then he seen his man die
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| And the opps started sliding
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| Where the fuck you gon' go?
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| And all them niggas pussy, in his eyes
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| So he won’t call no guys
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| Yeah, he’d rather just spend on his own
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| My bitch mad, she want a nigga to make time
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| I’m gon' get back, tryna bust him in the face, no FaceTime
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| Fuck who did that, on my side, we been Slimelife
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| For I will fight all the way to slime
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| I get in my feelings for thinking too much
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| And I get in my feelings for drinking too much
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| And I was in my feelings when my man died
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| The first time, the streets done made a man cry
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| See this life is crazy
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| Yeah, this life is crazy
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| See this life is crazy
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| Especially when you thug livin'
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| That’s why I’ma make all the thugs feel me
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| I slid through the back then, she was back, I said, «Them niggas scary»
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| I done seen your block full, that I’m a killer now, it’s a cementary
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| I done met my niggas out on the block, it was like the military
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| You ain’t gotta make it out, if you a killer then you legendary
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| Yeah, yeah, I’ve been sent to county jails
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| My homie died and linked up with his mama and gave her ass a hunnid bills
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| I sat looking at you, you know these people think we got a hunnid mil'
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| I sat looking at you, ain’t think you heard me, but it gave me chills
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| Ain’t nobody really have my back when I was crying for real
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| Just know I ride for my brother, I’m like Bradly Buum
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| Carrying my Glock with the switch, but I’m not concealed
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| Then they call my phone like, «Pluto died», I say, «Man, not for real»
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| I get in my feelings for thinking too much
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| And I get in my feelings for drinking too much
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| And I was in my feelings when my man died
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| The first time, the streets done made a man cry
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| See this life is crazy
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| Yeah, this life is crazy
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| See this life is crazy
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| Especially when you thug livin'
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| That’s why I’ma make all the thugs feel me
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| Not for me |