| And if you ain’t from the Bay now your ass know
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| Now somebody told me not to rep the Bay
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| Why not? |
| This is where I stay
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| They said we was dead and stuck in a grave
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| And living off songs we made back in the day
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| So i’m gonna take the book and start turning pages
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| And expose the fact that they stealing Bay shit
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| And I ain’t talking about popping collars and slanguage
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| I’m talking about the moves they made to make it
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| Artist making labels started with P for sure
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| That’s Bay, we all entrepreneurs
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| We all doing our thing because Bay niggas ain’t no punks
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| Distribution popping outta the trunk
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| Partner, and don’t think we see the relation
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| Between radio, mixtapes, and compiliations
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| And how you come out here on our radio stations
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| And say you love the Bay but can’t name the places
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| (Yeah)
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| Yo, we got a little dilemma, man
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| Niggas are really bitter, they caught up in the mental, man
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| I’m in the middle it’s about to give me a mental strain
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| Everybody’s tickled but none of them niggas get it, man
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| I know they just really wanna get rid of me
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| I’m not a victim, I listen as they belittle me
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| Then I just take the negative energy
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| Put it in my lyrics and spit it at my enemies
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| I disregard small affairs
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| Treat 'em like hopscotch and step all over squares
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| Scrutinizing me because I got the song on the air
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| But niggas should understand that I belong over here
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| Yeah, nigga it’s long overdue
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| They telling you different, then nigga it’s far from the truth
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| In actuality, nigga, we starving like you
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| Nobody stepped up until we started to |