| Man, I speak for the perspective of a nigga that’s out here.
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| All the way out here, Its a lil different from
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| when you just writting songs, playing follow the leader.
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| I just hope all of my niggas know I love em for I’m gone.
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| I can’t' say it enough, So I wrote it in this song.
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| Yea, you know I’m going throught it.
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| Might not know whats going on. |
| I’m just tryna get right,
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| Its so much shit going wrong.
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| All I need is me &doggs, but I’m on my own.
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| A couple my best friends in the world I only talk to on the phone.
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| Red gotta quarter century, I visit twice a month.
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| Parking lot of a prison, after I leave, lighting up blunts.
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| Damn, crying &shit.
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| I’m tryna quit, I can’t explain it it remind me of when I lie to my bitch.
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| The vice ran in my homie spot, I was sitting on the couch.
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| Music good, its to bad a nigga living it out.
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| I gotta get this money now though, I then did without.
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| It’s fucked up in Cashville, we all live in the drought.
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| They shot up Buck truck, &he facing fed time.
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| When they shot up my truck, I ain’t make no headlines.
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| Did shoot back though, all 5 shoot out.
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| Some of my loved one’s prolly never would have knew about
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| My uncle just came out a coma, then my cousin got cancer.
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| So I pulled up at the Church, but it doesn’t have the answer.
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| I don’t even blame em, hell my preacher on trial.
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| I listen to him speak, but he can’t teach me how to smile.
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| Started hanging in the projects, in the streets.
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| Running wild, its alot easier to get it, then to keep a 100 tho.
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| Guess I seen to much, you couldn’t reach me as a child.
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| Yea, we been living foul, while the police got me on file.
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| That’s why I never ever called em when them niggas tried to kill me.
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| Although my minds corrupetd, I’m border line brilliant.
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| Resilliant, only problem is a nigga so militint.
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| That sometime I wanna smash on theses suckers but it ain’t no benefit.
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| L told «Lito don’t even give em you energy.»
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| They just wanna see me at a burial, or sentencein.
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| Heart full of guilt, I told my lawyer.
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| I’m innocent, just a nigga with big dreams &they wanna diminish it |