| Kicked out, let you sleep in my spare room
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| Oh Lord I’m just tryna go the right way (Right way)
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| Blood I’m reppin' for mine, this ain’t
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| I was facin' life but then I bussed case (Bussed)
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| Already bussed the M, that’s when my life changed
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| Now I’m, I’m with my broski
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| Grew up in Brooklyn, I wear my OG
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| Still hustlin' hard, I don’t go sleep
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| Just elevate and try to motivate my homies
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| They get harrassed and dragged up by the police
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| They hate to see me flex, they see the Rollie
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| They see them and rings, they know my address
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| I’m livin' up in the woods, but still out here
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| What a madness
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| Brothers keep dyin'
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| I see my dad’s mom stressed out, cryin'
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| My little nigga run the block, he been ridin'
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| I’m just outside grindin', uh
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| I’m really tryna make it
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| Any chance I get, man take it (Uh)
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| Pedal bike days, now I pull up in a spaceship (Uh)
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| Black girls, white girls, I ain’t no racist (Uh)
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| Offer then the, you don’t wanna take it, make it
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| I just can’t live basic
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| They ain’t gotta like but they ratin'
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| Ten years in the game, blood I’m workin' and I ain’t even 30
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| Everything curtains
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| Shut down shows, I been killin' the games
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| I got tracks on tracks, man, lettin' it rain
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| I got tracks 'bout girls, got tracks for friends
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| I got tracks for the streets, got tracks for days
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| I said I need ya (I need ya)
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| Work of art you like Nina
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| We take trips, Dubai, we blow shisha
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| She look thick tonight, that body meaner
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| That body shake right, body lookin' righteous
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| We’re livin' life tonight, there’s no sirens
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| I wanna vibe tonight, so no violence
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| I’m gettin' drunk tonight, so who’s drivin'?
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| I love livin' my life, I like flexin'
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| I like chattin' to girls who like sexin'
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| I’m tryna fuck her tonight, we get
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| I’m gettin' straight to the point, I’m on the next thing |