| Life can get wild
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| If you don’t know how
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| To move through the crowd
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| And then find a way out
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| I grew up with a child
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| Who could do with his mouth
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| What you do with a gun
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| I hold shit down
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| I hold shit down
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| Yea, hold shit down
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| This life out here’s a bitch
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| Go for broke and get rich
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| Hard times in-between the money clip
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| But you won’t run lips when I’m running this shit
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| And I love my life
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| So, so low
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| I run my life
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| Every blunt
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| Every nug I slice
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| Every time I roll it up
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| Blow puffs in the sky
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| One time
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| For your line
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| I’m behind
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| Enemy lines
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| I’m fine
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| But I’m spinning in my mind
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| Cold blooded face
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| But I’m pointing with my eyes
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| Move slow like low Wi-Fi
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| Plus I love both my wives
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| And I still got time to grow
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| Everybody know how down I hold, hoe
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| Life can get wild
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| If you don’t know how
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| To move through the crowd
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| And then find a way out
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| I grew up with a child
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| Who could do with his mouth
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| What you do with a gun
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| I hold shit down
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| I hold shit down
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| This is the rundown
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| Every time I wake up, up
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| Every time I lay down, down
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| Every time I place one, place two, space out
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| I find my peace in this life
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| When I breather on the mike
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| Everybody wonder why he got no right, right
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| Everybody freedom for my light
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| But when it come to really knowing me
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| It’s a lie
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| Don’t even try
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| We only got one life
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| On this rock that’s falling in the sky
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| Everybody got something to sell
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| But no one buys
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| Brings tears to my eyes
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| I ain’t even going to lie, lie
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| And my girl, she was thick
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| But now I’m on my own on a solo trip
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| Cool breeze
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| Just me and miles
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| Hold shit down
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| Till we see sunshine, shine
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| Life can get wild
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| If you don’t know how
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| To move through the crowd
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| And then find a way out
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| I grew up with a child
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| Who could do with his mouth
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| What you do with a gun
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| I hold shit down
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| I hold shit down
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| Uh, I run till end up down
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| Then I get up again
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| I run my way out of town
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| Then I come back again
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| This life is what you choose
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| And what you choose to do
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| So do what you love to do
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| And love who loves you too
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| I run till I end up down
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| Then I get up again
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| Up again
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| I run my way out of town
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| Then I come back again
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| Back again
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| This life is what you choose
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| And what you choose to do
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| So do what you love to do
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| And love who loves you too |