| Just lost three of my best friends you know
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| On a humbug
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| Free Youngsta, Free Paper, Free Rich nigga
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| You know what goin' on
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| Yeah shouts to that self-made, that royalty shit nigga
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| Mob forever though
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| Not my dawg, not my nigga, cannot be replaced
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| While they chase pussy, we’ll get money back like in the days
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| And cold nights, dark days, 12 invadin' my place
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| And they got envy, they got greedy, started throwing shade
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| And not my dawg, not my nigga cannot be replaced
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| While they chase pussy, we’ll get money back like in the days
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| And cold nights, dark days, 12 invadin' my place
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| And they got envy, they got greedy, started throwing shade
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| Tried to tell my damn dawg to just be patient
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| But understand my damn dawg just can’t keep waitin'
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| What’s that shit your granny call it dog? |
| cliché
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| I’m tryna be headed to a move on the freeway
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| Ayy do you understand my groove, I’m on e-way
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| Can’t hide from none nigga, ride through each state yeah the G way
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| One pussy nigga bring ya down, that what we play, yeah
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| One band nigga, one sound, that’s what OG say
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| Boy you could’ve played with the Falcons (balled with the Falcons)
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| But you chose to lay with you stallion (lay up with your bitch)
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| I chose to get paid, ain’t just rappin' (I'm tryna get wealthy)
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| Got out of prison, went get paid for some rappin' (yeah)
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| Not my dawg, not my nigga, cannot be replaced
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| While they chase pussy, we’ll get money back like in the days
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| And cold nights, dark days, 12 invadin' my place
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| And they got envy, they got greedy, started throwing shade
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| And not my dawg, not my nigga cannot be replaced
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| While they chase pussy, we’ll get money back like in the days
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| And cold nights, dark days, 12 invadin' my place
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| And they got envy, they got greedy, started throwing shade
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| Youngin wildin', callin' back to back for days
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| I tell him cool it, shit so crazy, I feel his pain though
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| Needing somebody to talk to
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| The chain gang don’t be no walk through
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| First picked the microphone up, nigga yeah just for Rich and you
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| Had a tear or two drop on my face when heard about the case
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| Trust me nigga I tried, true love just cannot be replaced
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| Took the ‘Yac straight to the face
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| Heard recordings of my partners hatin'
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| Shit be crazy, gotta stay solid the sucker shit can’t fade you
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| I went out my way to try and help you
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| These pussy niggas these days so selfish
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| Bitch you tryna run game, can’t help you
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| Be damn near forty before I see you again, my friends
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| Not my dawg, not my nigga, cannot be replaced
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| While they chase pussy, we’ll get money back like in the days
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| And cold nights, dark days, 12 invadin' my place
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| And they got envy, they got greedy, started throwing shade
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| And not my dawg, not my nigga cannot be replaced
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| While they chase pussy, we’ll get money back like in the days
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| And cold nights, dark days, 12 invadin' my place
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| And they got envy, they got greedy, started throwing shade |