| In this for the long haul
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| Til death should do us part
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| Through thick and thin I won’t pretend
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| We In this for the long haul
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| Loyalty’s something naturally instilled
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| We’re in this for the long haul
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| Teacher said you can’t develop doubt for my niggas
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| Alone at night, pray to god that I can count on my niggas
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| While they’re right round in prison accepting phone calls
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| Miles away, hard to smile some days
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| We In this for the long haul
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| You know I’m ridin' til the wheels fall
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| My nigga, I’m in it for the long haul
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| Fuck all the money and fame
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| These niggas changed
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| Man these haters. |
| shit, the streets ain’t the same
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| I pray to God
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| I hope he see the pure in my heart
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| Clutchin' my pistol, paranoid as I pull in my garage
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| These niggas' changin'. |
| camouflage, I can read through the lines
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| I’m living blind, I can’t see it but I feel it inside
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| These niggas changing on the daily, I can see it in they faces
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| Me and my mob, we forever, why these fake trade places
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| Nigga said he in it for the long haul
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| Then get in front of the judge and tell it all
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| The Lord see it all
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| In this for the long haul
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| Til death should do us part
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| Through thick and thin I won’t pretend
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| We In this for the long haul
|
| Loyalty’s something naturally instilled
|
| We’re in this for the long haul
|
| Teacher said you can’t develop doubt for my niggas
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| Alone at night, pray to god that I can count on my niggas
|
| While they’re right round in prison accepting phone calls
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| Miles away, hard to smile some days
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| We In this for the long haul
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| Between the grief and lack of sleep
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| It’s become painful to hold my eyes open
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| High and focused
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| Trying to ignore some shit
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| You probably obviously noticed
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| See most of my homies got that work
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| But they didn’t apply for it. |
| Resume sided
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| I’ll catch a body or die for it
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| This my story, you guys boring
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| I just fly the chorus
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| How i’m supposed to grind
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| Them niggas on my side of town Waring
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| Get found down without warning
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| We out here on it
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| Green dot cards
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| My nigga died for about a thousand on it
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| Heard the gang unit, why em always gotta file on us
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| Tell my niggas lean on me if you catch a little stretched out on it
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| Countin on me, I’ll be countin down til you touch down
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| Yeah you down but never out, you held it down. |
| forever proud. |
| Lito!
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| In this for the long haul
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| Til death should do us part
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| Through thick and thin I won’t pretend
|
| We In this for the long haul
|
| Loyalty’s something naturally instilled
|
| We’re in this for the long haul
|
| Teacher said you can’t develop doubt for my niggas
|
| Alone at night, pray to god that I can count on my niggas
|
| While they’re right round in prison accepting phone calls
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| Miles away, hard to smile some days
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| We In this for the long haul |