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| You ain’t really seen what I seen
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| Been thru
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| Been thru, yeah, aye
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| Nigga, you ain’t been thru what I been thru
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| You ain’t seen what I seen
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| These’s so many ups and downs, ups and downs
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| Make it hard to intervene
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| My nigga, you ain’t been thru what I been thru
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| You ain’t seen what I seen
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| These’s so many ups and downs, ups and downs
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| Make it hard to intervene
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| My nigga, you ain’t been thru
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| I went thru and I’ve been thru it, I love the struggle
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| I came from nothing I was hustlin' for 50 bundles
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| Sacrifices slimey but I’ll never crumble
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| I got my family like no other, better know I love them
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| I’m from the jungle, where progression ain’t the way of life
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| ask my partner, «Can I stay the night?»
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| Pops writin' from the pen, tryin' to make it right
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| He was absent in my life and I ain’t take it light
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| Wake up, peekin' out the curtains, had a night
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| We did our dougie with the blamy ‘fore we made a right
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| The last time I seen my brother, the judge gave him life (huh?)
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| The last time I seen my brother, the judge gave him life
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| I had to say it twice, makin' sure you comprehend
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| I lost so many in this world, never call it in
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| My young paralyzed, he’ll never walk again
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| Thankful he still here, that’s all he’s given
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| Nigga, you ain’t been thru what I been thru
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| You ain’t seen what I seen
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| These’s so many ups and downs, ups and downs
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| Make it hard to intervene
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| My nigga, you ain’t been thru what I been thru
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| You ain’t seen what I seen
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| These’s so many ups and downs, ups and downs
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| Make it hard to intervene
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| My nigga, you ain’t been thru
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| Never sent them shots low, headshot
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| Have his momma cryin', «Where did his top go?»
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| They preyin' on my downfall, hatin' niggas die slow
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| House lick, was fuckin' up the safe until the lock broke
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| As a youngin', all this pain, I had no shoulder to cry on
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| Stick on everybody, we the wrong niggas to slide on
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| Fight the fight, this week, we been in three different time zones
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| VVS diamonds, Birdman, get your shine on
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| Throw another charge on, brodie, now that nigga’s bail raised
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| I was yellin' «Free G», now that little nigga’s bail made
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| These nigga ain’t real, see them fakes thru these Cazal frames
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| And until you lose a loved one, you niggas ain’t felt pain
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| I ain’t checkin' shit but chips, all these hoes fair game
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| When I slide Glocks out, bounce out, bare face
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| Bitches get it too, get on they wig like some hair spray
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| SOB and Hell Gang, and bodies when them shells rang
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| Nigga
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| Nigga, you ain’t been thru what I been thru
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| You ain’t seen what I seen
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| These’s so many ups and downs, ups and downs
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| Make it hard to intervene
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| My nigga, you ain’t been thru what I been thru
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| You ain’t seen what I seen
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| These’s so many ups and downs, ups and downs
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| Make it hard to intervene
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| My nigga, you ain’t been thru |