| I just need to get this said
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| With all due respect you’ve put me down in this game
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| I didn’t ask for that, not even a hand shake
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| Make me want things, things I could see and I can almost touch
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| Then you take them away. |
| Not for me right?
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| Everyone else but not me, I’m what?
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| A mistake you make? |
| Like some keft overs
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| And I’m supposed to go through my life
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| No friendship, no love till I’m pissing in my bed
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| Coughing the blood on the sheets then I’m alright
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| Then it will all be clear. |
| Put it in front of me and take it away
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| Why would you do that, aha
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| Just to screw with me, what kind of sake fuck thinks that way
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| I’m supposed to trust you, based on the treatment so far, what do you want?
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| I’m here, I’m listening, I’m ready for every kind of explanation
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| Uh turn up your stereo but you don’t her me though
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| I’m eating off the O’s and the white like Cherios
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| Hoes been giving me neck, tuh. |
| imperial
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| I’m lyrical need the miracle disappear and move
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| Shit is real looking critical
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| N iggas willplay with your kids just to get rid you
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| I’m strapped up put some dolo like let me sit with you
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| I just came home, the streets sayin' I need it get with you,
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| That’s when he said it ain’t no recruiting homie,
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| I got enough, don’t need another nigga shooting for me,
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| That’s bout enough, had it up to here niggas up the years
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| Them numbers fierce on that package, that ain’t enough to share
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| So now I gotta switch up the gears
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| Up the leer rari’s with bucket chairs custom with the wheels
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| Then give em reason to fucking steal, we all fucking here
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| Nigga when I cry no tear shit, ain’t beautiful
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| Nigga when I ride, no fear, I put the tool in you
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| Nigga when I die, don’t care if it’s no funeral
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| Nigga you alive and you here, God ain’t through with you
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| This kid over ten did ten now he home again
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| Was the mass and rover since had to rolly and rover then
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| He was my doberman sold the rock more than hova man
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| Was over when he caught his first body, he ain’t been sober since
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| I let them holder benz, healthy knot and a burner
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| Front him a half a brick, a whole block and then work em
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| Told em don’t do shit, just take care of the server
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| He having this move fist like he don’t feel he a earner
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| Think he a has been when I laugh like ain’t you just stacking
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| Like fuck captain, just fall back and start relaxing
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| He want the action, squeeze plastic ski masking
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| Told em don’t even ask then, not to see this is passion
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| Tomorrow early I need you meet up a curly
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| Curly ran with a birdie and moving like ain’t no worries
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| If you hurry and burry I pay with them things go for
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| Here’s he’s key, 804, say no more
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| Mansion in Bulvia, stand with the familia
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| Lamping with a millia, lambobanana interior
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| Every morning I’m hand in hand in from Silvias
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| Hammer in my pilly so put some bampers that really up
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| Like what’s the cause? |
| designer clothes
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| Stuck off my second god father, Hyman Roth
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| Been on his own, my real father behind them walls
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| The monologue with with just talking chains like a diamond cross
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| Hustled at night till I can’t stand up
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| Garage flooded with white like Santanas
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| We was upping the price till they can’t stand us
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| All our Gucci colors is white can’t scam us |