| You know that day
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| Judge let me free, man
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| I couldn’t see niggas, I was on my ten toes
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| Leave 'em hanging out to dry like my wet clothes
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| Niggas in their feelings cah they misses leaving XOs
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| Tryna figure if I’m pushing weight, bitch, I bench loads
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| Getting to the bread, niggas eating French toast
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| Fucking with my money, your mummy’s in her best clothes
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| Still getting rid of birds, moving like a scarecrow
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| And I’ve got a new machine coming with the airholes
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| Niggas spreading rumors, moving like a chatterbox
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| Catch you slipping in your Polo, G, because you cap a lot
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| Talk about banging strip, yeah, I’m from a banging block
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| Cam up selling crack, I see the nitties smoking crack a lot
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| And I got a flick that’ll wip a nigga’s nose off
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| Billy boy had rockies, tryna pop it in the phone box
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| Sending out a text, nitties moving like they’re robots
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| Say, «I got the best,» I say, «It's best you turn your phone on»
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| Jailhouse, jailhouse
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| Where the govs giving the mail out
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| Had me sitting down, I did my time alone
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| Five years, now I’m free, it’s only right I’m home |
| It’s only right I’m home
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| Five years, now I’m free, it’s only right I’m home
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| It’s only right I’m home
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| We got drums and sticks, this ain’t a sweet show
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| I brandish this, shit gon' end up on the street, bloke
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| I got the fire and the steam, this a teapot
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| This one a classic, he’ll blow you out your Reeboks
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| My niggas moving wicked, that beating was a village
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| Take him out the frame I say, you can’t forget the image
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| Saying that they’re brave, deep down, they’re really timid
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| Selling Jay-Zs, Jehovah was my witness
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| Keep it shh, it’s how my mouth stay
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| We count years, we don’t count days
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| You ain’t a nigga, you looking like a house slave
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| Thought she was a winner, but that bitch is just a downgrade
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| Could have fucked your bitch, but we had bad vibes
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| So I sent her back, call me Van Dyke
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| Seen man get whoosh in the face, baptized
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| Man try riding the wave, but they capsize
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| Jailhouse, jailhouse
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| Where the govs giving the mail out
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| Had me sitting down, I did my time alone
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| Five years, now I’m free, it’s only right I’m home |
| It’s only right I’m home
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| Five years, now I’m free, it’s only right I’m home
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| It’s only right I’m home
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| Squeeks
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| Shit crazy, man
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| It’s only right I’m home, man
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| Smoked out
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| Gang’s been missing me, man
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| Shit like that |