| We takin' Percs to ease the pain, say you hurt, I hurt the same
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| Young nigga made mistakes, but I’m still eatin' on the steak
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| He from State Farm, he a jake, I got state watchin' my tapes
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| Gave that pussy ho my number, now she callin' every day
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| 'Member they ain’t take my number 'til I dropped the Cuban link
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| Young nigga from the jungle, but I’m lookin' like a lake
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| Ran it up, I did some numbers, you should see these people’s face
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| You know how lil' Soldier comin', spread them racks up in your face
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| Off a 2020 project, off the court, I’m gettin' play
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| I’m still trappin' in the projects, I ain’t gotta hit no stage
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| I’m still tryna make it happen, you can leave or you can stay
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| Say they love me, they be cappin', they don’t love me how they say
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| Put my nigga in the casket, he won’t ever see this day
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| Puttin' niggas in the casket, let 'em play and they gon' lay
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| I was lookin' for my ratchet, pussy nigga got away
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| Live a life they can’t imagine, but I’m thuggin' anyway
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| My way, my gang
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| Baby girl, let’s fly away, like far away
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| I just dropped that bag, they gon' see me far away
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| I ain’t runnin' from my past, but baby, I’m a star today
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| Smokin' Rico, ándale, smokin' Chico, ándale
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| Know lil' Soldier on the way, I take them bitches all the way, I’m ballin' like
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| I’m Hardaway
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| I know I took the harder way, I’ll prolly walk the hall of fame
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| For all them hoes I left and made, I tried to change, but I can’t change
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| Ain’t got no lane, I love the race, they tried to put us in the cage
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| I told them crackers, «Ain't no way, I bet my lawyers save the day»
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| They hope lil' Soldier make a way
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| I’m god-sent, I know this
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| I’m a prophet, I wrote this
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| Got a rocket, I’ll blow it, yeah
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| And this for all my niggas, we gon' win
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| For all the nights we cried up in that dirt and had to sin
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| Stop to do the street shit, like that church, I pray again
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| And again, only God my friend
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| My way, my gang
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| Baby girl, let’s fly away, like far away
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| I just dropped that bag, they gon' see me far away
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| I ain’t runnin' from my past, but baby, I’m a star today
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| My way, my gang
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| Baby girl, let’s fly away, like far away
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| I just dropped that bag, they gon' see me far away
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| I ain’t runnin' from my past, but baby, I’m a star today |