| A nigga not violent 'til police come
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| A nigga not violent 'til police come
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| Look, grab a knot out the sock, put the gun away
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| This the type of shit that made God put the Sun away
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| I ain’t been this nervous since the runaway
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| I smoke a long away, I’m dealing with some hunger pain
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| A nigga not violent 'til he need something
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| Never finding weed with some seeds if you need something
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| Used to have khakis with the crease in them
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| I ain’t felt safe since I was three or something
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| Keep the burner tucked like it’s ID or something
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| If a nigga ever rob me, better
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| Look at me and believe something
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| A nigga not violent 'til police come
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| A nigga not violent 'til police come
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| A nigga not violent 'til police come
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| A nigga not violent 'til police come
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| A nigga not violent 'til police come
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| That’s why I keep my feet running
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| Holler if you need something
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| How life look from the doorway?
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| I wonder if they hear me where the Lord stay
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| I wonder if this blunt will get my nigga back
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| I wonder if the Sun still remember that
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| Handing out packs while you pumping gas
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| Throw the nigga twenty, tell him «make it last»
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| Came back home and they said he passed
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| They cut him at his peak, watch the blood trash
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| A nigga not violent 'til police come
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| A nigga not violent 'til police come
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| A nigga not violent 'til police come
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| A nigga not violent 'til police come |