| Really, shit that went like this, that shit is classic
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| West side where you might get hit, you know it’s graphic
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| Never really had that man, where mama raised me
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| I was on the ready since he know where the great be
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| 'Cause he had a voice and all the enemies slide
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| Heard he singin', now he lookin' like the enemy, God
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| We ride, man, it wasn’t sweet and they locked my G
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| Couldn’t tweet, got me feelin' like I wasn’t on my feet, oh
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| September in a six, that’s scar bro
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| Thinkin' how I’ma stick gettin' this bread like hard, oh
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| Sippin' on some rivers, tryna drown my sorrows
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| I ain’t even tryna think about tomorrow
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| Flyin' places and they get my hair straightened
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| This some make or break shit while my niggas in cages
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| Wasn’t really, really, really outside that time
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| It ain’t pretty, wasn’t really outside that time
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| All my niggas, they stay with me, I shine, I shine
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| Niggas, they stay with me, I shine, I shine
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| I pray, we pray for better days
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| Gold chains over here, like a star he shines
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| With chains over here, but they can’t stop time
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| Gold chains over here, like a star he shines
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| With chains over here, but they can’t stop time
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| At first there was the darkness, brightness a past tense
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| Coulda broke us apart but we found it regardless
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| Word to my dogs, it’s times we serviced this market
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| Been eternally scared, boy, there’s no smooth sailin' through hardship
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| Father, forgive all my sins, I’m just prayin' your partners
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| I shed real tears for this shit, thought for certain we’d surpassed it
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| It was certainly hard, and certainly, you hurtin' my heart
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| And then we went, flew away when they went bird in my dog
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| Was in LA for a month, real shit
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| Tryna get set straight while smokin' blunts, real shit
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| Had me bend over, are you dumb? |
| I had that thirty
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| On the set, that’s on my mum that summer
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| But I got two kids now, why you think I can’t sit down?
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| Seen the industry switch round like this now
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| So it is what it is now, goin' out of my mind tryna find the science
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| Smokin' too much, knowin' too much, looks in my eyes
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| But I’m out here till I die, gotta read between the lines, man
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| You don’t even know the half, God sent us strollin' down this path
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| If it ain’t gospel for childs, fuck the gossip, why they watchin' what is ours?
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| And then grandpa went and dropped me on my arse
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| Been in real situations, excuse me while I’m watching for them cars
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| Got signed same day, try and buy outside the yard
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| Double back, you missed the stars
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| Well, welcome to this little thing of ours
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| Gold chains over here, like a star he shines
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| With chains over here but they can’t stop time
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| Gold chains over here, like a star he shines
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| With chains over here but they can’t stop time
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| When we put the video out it was because, you know
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| We knew it made us corny and you know
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| Y’all had y’all separate meeting and y’all felt like y’all was cold
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| Hell yeah, we didn’t feel it, we knew it, okay
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| It was like oh, that shit looked, we got, this shit was whack
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| It wasn’t us, it was us tryna be like them
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| And it was obvious, the shit was whack
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| So you know what, that shit happens, so what?
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| Alright, now we gon' double back just so they know
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| We not the shiny suit niggas |