| I remember tryna move a half a pound a day
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| I remember not to serve nobody where I stay
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| I remember everyone who hated round my way
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| I remember everything, that got me here today
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| I remember tryna move a half a pound a day
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| I remember not to serve nobody where I stay
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| I remember everyone who hated round my way
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| I remember everything, that got me here today
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| I remember and a winner
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| Round December girl from benching
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| Like what’s from Christmas
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| Like what’s for dinner
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| Like what’s the answer
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| Like what’s the business
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| The streets is different
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| These niggas snitching
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| These niggas snitching
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| These niggas different
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| Now Bill from prison
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| I love my bitches
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| Can’t fuck with business
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| I need attention
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| So I had to switch em
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| ‘Fore they caught me slipping
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| Put me in the slammer
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| For tryna distribute, whoo
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| I remember, I remember
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| Do you remember
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| Cause I remmeber
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| I remember tryna move a half a pound a day
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| I remember not to serve nobody where I stay
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| I remember everyone who hated round my way
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| I remember everything, that got me here today
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| I remember tryna move a half a pound a day
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| I remember not to serve nobody where I stay
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| I remember everyone who hated round my way
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| I remember everything, that got me here today
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| Aye, yeah I remember tryna buy a half a brick a yay
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| Now a nigga sell at least about a half a brick a day
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| Okay I know not to ever serve nobody where I stay
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| Every camels park that fish kale
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| We call that there fish fillet
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| Hey, get the yay, get the yay, whoo
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| Whip the yay, pinch the yay, whoo
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| Know you know the recipe, don’t you
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| Meet me in the kitchen babe
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| Aye two men talking business
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| Then you need to go and mind your fucking business, babe
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| Benjamin’s, Benjamin’s yeah
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| Dope money piling in
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| I remember every night them killers shooting roun my way
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| That AK, that SK, but don’t repeat shit that I say
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| From the muscle had to hustle
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| Yeah I did this every day
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| Pirate’s pot with microwave
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| Boy I can cook it every way, okay
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| I remember tryna move a half a pound a day
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| I remember not to serve nobody where I stay
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| I remember everyone who hated round my way
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| I remember everything, that got me here today
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| I remember tryna move a half a pound a day
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| I remember not to serve nobody where I stay
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| I remember everyone who hated round my way
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| I remember everything, that got me here today |