| For my niggas, in the feds
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| My niggas in the pen
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| My niggas ain’t gone neva see the streets no mo
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| This one for you nigga
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| Free Buddy Roe
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| Hook: 2x
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| Look I been scuffling years your honor
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| That’s why I’m traffickin' these bricks and marijuana
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| Shit
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| Verse 1: Kase
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| I been put in the world
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| Living my days ducking k’s
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| Was bursting bitches jumping out they Benz’s on blades
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| I been scuffling years you honor
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| I swear the God I wanna do for my kid’s you honor
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| If you was me then you would see how it is you honor
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| Through all the drama and this rain
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| Nobody felt my pain
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| I went to serving after fame
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| Then shit changed
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| You wonder what am I to do
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| Niggas on my block
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| Am I supposed to be a fuck nigga?
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| Let 'em rope my spot
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| When Jeb Bush pushing life
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| If I tout my weapon
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| Now Ronald Reagan was selling guns
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| But he ain’t a felony
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| A house on the hills with all these bills
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| I gots to sell 'em
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| My shawty waking up with out his Christmas
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| What the fuck I’ma tell 'em?
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| When I be juggling selling bricks?
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| Will heaven take me?
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| Now 25 plus life
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| Rehabilitate me
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| These crackers calling me a monster
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| But they help create me
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| Shit
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| Hook: 4x
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| Look I been scuffling years your honor
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| That’s why I’m traffickin' these bricks and marijuana
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| Shit
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| Verse 2: Kase
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| Ain’t seen my momma since the last time we hung out
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| Now six years to be exact
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| Cause she strung out
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| My getting jobs looking shady, on my application
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| Now have I ever committed felons?
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| Look at this shit I’m facing
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| And now these streets don’t get no better for my young niggas
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| Now the muthafuckers that’s coming up is the gravediggers
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| And I can’t seem to trust my niggas
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| And I grew up with 'em
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| Folk in my mind at times learn not to fuck with 'em
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| When I was stuck who could I turn to?
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| Nobody but Jesus
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| I’m in this world looking up to the gangsters
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| Looking up to the leaders
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| Granddaddy had a stroke and grandmomma broke
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| Who the fuck gone feed us?
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| Y’all wrapped us in ropes and put us on boats
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| But y’all really ain’t need us
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| Muthafuck that shit
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| I got tired of the struggling
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| ??? |
| in the jungle
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| Can’t let a nigga fuck me about this coke
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| So I learned what was and what wasn’t
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| I’m getting them things at 17
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| At least gone cop a dozen
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| You lose yo life
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| Shit ain’t no joke
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| That’s if yo coke is buzzing
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| Shit
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| Hook: 4x
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| Look I been scuffling years your honor
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| That’s why I’m traffickin' these bricks and marijuana
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| Shit
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| Mystic (Talking)
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| Now what I’m talking bout
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| Got niggas doing the dirty dirty
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| Now what I’m saying
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| But it can’t last dirty to long
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| Nigga gotta clean up somewhere
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| So, you know what I’m talking bout
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| Take a nigga advice and get in and get out baby boy
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| Cause it ain’t all bad
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| But it ain’t all good
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| Now what I’m talking bout
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| And the hood dangerous watching out
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| Everybody shouldn’t be po-po
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| Dealing with the dope dope
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| So you better watch out boy
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| Get in and get ouuuut
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| Hook: 2x
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| Look I been scuffling years your honor
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| That’s why I’m traffickin' these bricks and marijuana
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| Shit |