| Father God, I been betrayed
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| Feel like they beat me like a slave
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| But I learned from my mistakes
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| Pray for me and make me cold-hearted
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| I paint a picture when I just be talkin'
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| If you listen, you’ll feel it with me
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| Make you feel like you lived it with me
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| Man we did so much dealin' when we was children
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| Smoke on this weed, get up in my feelings
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| I’m too old to be bitchin', these niggas trippin'
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| I know niggas be wishin' they catch me slippin'
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| But bitch, this big business, I’m on my pimpin'
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| I paint a picture when I just be talkin'
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| If you listen, you’ll feel it with me
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| Make you feel like you lived it with me
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| Man we did so much dealin' when we was children
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| Smoke on this weed, get up in my feelings
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| I’m too old to be bitchin', these niggas trippin'
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| I know niggas be wishin' they catch me slippin'
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| But bitch, this big business, I’m on my pimpin'
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| If they say that I did it, I probably took it
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| Man, these niggas be pussy, I seen them gushin'
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| Broad day with that pistol, on curb we lookin'
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| Put my heart in my safe, I love all my niggas
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| Be a cold day in hell 'fore I cross my niggas
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| Man these niggas be switchin' like swappin' bitches
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| Man these niggas be iffy like boppin' bitches
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| Where were you at when I was broke with no pot to piss in?
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| I ain’t friendly with rappers, just politicking
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| But most of these rappers just fool and gimmicks
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| Hang with a strap, pushin' for a image
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| Ain’t no work in the city, I go and get it
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| Wrist in that bowl, drank up in my kidneys
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| Get a 'partment with bitches and don’t even live in it
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| Lovin' two bitches, a hard decision
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| I think they all cheat, so I’m hard with women
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| My bitch betrayed me, my nigga betrayed me
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| My nigga was hatin', that’s crazy baby
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| Stop hustlin', I lost some partners
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| It’s okay 'cause I lost some problems
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| If you ain’t feedin' him you don’t see them
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| Now he turn to an ape, he in your bitch DM
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| Distance turned to hate, and all that hatin' get you killed, hey
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| I paint a picture when I just be talkin'
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| If you listen, you’ll feel it with me
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| Make you feel like you lived it with me
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| Man we did so much dealin' when we was children
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| Smoke on this weed, get up in my feelings
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| I’m too old to be bitchin', these niggas trippin'
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| I know niggas be wishin' they catch me slippin'
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| But bitch, this big business, I’m on my pimpin'
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| I paint a picture when I just be talkin'
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| If you listen, you’ll feel it with me
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| Make you feel like you lived it with me
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| Man we did so much dealin' when we was children
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| Smoke on this weed, get up in my feelings
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| I’m too old to be bitchin', these niggas trippin'
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| I know niggas be wishin' they catch me slippin'
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| But bitch, this big business, I’m on my pimpin'
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| You don’t get you no cut if you ain’t take it with me
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| How the fuck we gon' split it, you ain’t make it with me
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| I can never be a hater, no hatred in me
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| But I can’t change the fact that they hate the pimpin'
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| If I go off my exes, I hate some women
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| Man I just meant my exes, tryna make this twenty
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| Strapped with this weapon, can’t take it from me
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| Learned all my lessons tryna help some niggas
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| Huggin' that block just like a grizzly
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| Cook up the circle just like a Frisbee
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| I thought I told these lil niggas listen
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| All of that fuckery, keep a distance
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| If you lookin' for me, I’m up in the kitchen
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| Cookin' up ounces and breakin' fifties
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| My nigga had switched and I hate he did
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| Betrayal gettin' worse, shit ain’t fakin' with me
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| I paint a picture when I just be talkin'
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| If you listen, you’ll feel it with me
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| Make you feel like you lived it with me
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| Man we did so much dealin' when we was children
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| Smoke on this weed, get up in my feelings
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| I’m too old to be bitchin', these niggas trippin'
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| I know niggas be wishin' they catch me slippin'
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| But bitch, this big business, I’m on my pimpin'
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| I paint a picture when I just be talkin'
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| If you listen, you’ll feel it with me
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| Make you feel like you lived it with me
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| Man we did so much dealin' when we was children
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| Smoke on this weed, get up in my feelings
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| I’m too old to be bitchin', these niggas trippin'
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| I know niggas be wishin' they catch me slippin'
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| But bitch, this big business, I’m on my pimpin' |