| I can’t lose you to these streets, babe I need you here with me
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| Don’t wanna see you in a cell, tell them haters, wish you well
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| Tell them haters, wish you well
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| I can’t lose you to these streets, babe I need you here with me
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| Don’t wanna see you in a cell, tell them haters, wish you well
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| Tell them haters, wish you well
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| This for them haters that don’t wanna see me shine
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| I’m on the road I’m getting mine, I’m on my grind, its my time
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| I ain’t shopping for nothing nigga got kids to feed
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| I don’t care if you love me, truly ain’t me, you gets no energy
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| I sold drugs until I had my first son
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| I made promise I was done coz that boy deserve my love
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| Why these niggas in my city hate on me
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| They on the couch, running they mouth, I’m in the south
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| I’m cashing out, I get that bag nigga, they see me winning
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| Mad coz a nigga popping, my momma told me stay humble
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| But I told her i’m never stopping
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| The streets is unforgiving get your paper show no love
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| Watch me flex on these niggas until I’m done
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| Yeah look
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| I can’t lose you to these streets, babe I need you here with me
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| Don’t wanna see you in a cell, tell them haters, wish you well
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| Tell them haters, wish you well
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| I can’t lose you to these streets, babe I need you here with me
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| Don’t wanna see you in a cell, tell them haters, wish you well
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| Tell them haters, wish you well
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| I’m inlove with the streets but I gotta get this paper
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| The shit be hard my nigga nobody be giving favours
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| I’ve seen thugs cry over hard times
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| My pops been locked up for a long time
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| The same man, claim he your best friend, don’t really fuck with you
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| He was my dog till the end, I can’t believe I put my trust in you
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| Niggas mad that I’m winning, I’m on top, I get it popping
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| These niggas mad coz they losing
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| These hoes ain’t choosing, they shit flopping
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| I want the streets to love me like they love Boosie
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| But I felt I been betrayed, Father God I’m praying for better days
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| I ain’t falling to these streets, I got mouths to feed
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| Fuck all and everyone who doubted me
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| I’ma chase my dreams
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| I can’t lose you to these streets, babe I need you here with me
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| Don’t wanna see you in a cell, tell them haters, wish you well
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| Tell them haters, wish you well
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| I can’t lose you to these streets, babe I need you here with me
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| Don’t wanna see you in a cell, tell them haters, wish you well
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| Tell them haters, wish you well |