| Suicidal thoughts but Puff ain’t pickkin' up
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| Shit I’m down to join B.I.G if these cases add up
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| I’m in the cutlass on the lean, sippin' Remy till drunk
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| Only reason I’m alive is all my people in dumps
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| Ayy it ain’t safe in these streets, when you play with my peeps
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| We gon ride fifty deep, down to die for the team
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| It ain’t safe on the roads, whole team HONORRoLL
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| Red beam on they throat, limousine shot up hoe
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| ?Sign a contract, that’s a will for hell?
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| You only fall in love once and you still love yourself
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| What about when the WIFI is gone?
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| Pull a pipe in a drive-by and dump
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| Push at night, 'til we get it right, said it nice
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| Police never get advice, to the light
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| Dumb mother fucker tell her right tell her right
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| Can’t be stopped, in the shop with a candy drop
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| On the head with the hand of god
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| In the van with a gang of mob
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| Trap hands that can’t be topped
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| In the sand that’s glass not rocks
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| Stand tall not bent and dropped
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| I’ll smoke my end 'em shot
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| Only head, I ain’t fukk a bitch
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| Fukk me too I dont trust a bitch
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| Xan with that lean, likke its 2013
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| Paper still be the team, and we still got this dream
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| Suicidal thoughts but Puff ain’t pickkin' up
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| Shit I’m down to join B.I.G if these cases add up
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| I’m in the cutlass on the lean, sippin' Remy till drunk
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| Only reason I’m alive is all my people in dumps
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| Blood rain, cocaine, call me ball-man, yall lame, Olé, complain all day,
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| blood red, cold cap, all mayne, ball me, your lane, Hola, uhh
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| Finna get it and I’m with it, fuck a limit
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| In a minute upper livin', never given
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| But a vision of a cataclysm
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| Cold cans and a battle of wisdom
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| Broke friends, just a cattle in prison
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| Got hoes, till we go broke
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| Till my hand go
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| Till my heart stop
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| For my big bro
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| Till my last show
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| On my last day
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| I’m comin'
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| Ayy it ain’t safe in these streets, when you play with my peeps
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| We gon ride fifty deep, down to die for the team
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| It ain’t safe on the roads, whole team HONORRoLL
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| Red beam on they throat, limousine shot up hoe |