| We done spent some long nights in the studio
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| Spent even longer nights in them streets
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| Elijah done did it again
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| We done spent some long nights in the studio
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| Spent even longer nights in them streets
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| Wish my nigga was with me right here in the studio
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| I miss the way he used to murder every beat
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| Talkin' shit, get to geekin', roll a B
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| Quick to flip, had a temper just like me
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| If he was here, it ain’t no tellin' where he’d be
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| Probably be in LA in third row at BET
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| I know for sure without a doubt by now you’ll be a nominee
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| I know for sure without a doubt that you and Trues is proud of me
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| I’d be crazy, I’d be a fool to let your talent go to waste
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| I’ma make sure I hold it down and they gon' hear me out of space
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| 'Cause I’m out of here
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| I ain’t talkin' NASA, I’m a rocket
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| With a Glock in here
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| One right in the head, ain’t gotta cock it
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| All my jewelry clear, and my left wrist look like a faucet
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| Big Backwood, I’m 'bout to spark it (For my niggas)
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| I swear I can hear the drugs callin'
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| Scoota died, he was on CNN |
| Never meet a nigga like Up Next again
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| Never meet another dude like Trues
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| Why my niggas had to make the news?
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| Why my niggas had to get the blues?
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| I’m tryna fill my pockets up with blues
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| I won’t give these fuckin' clowns a clue
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| We done spent some long nights in the studio
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| Spent even longer nights in them streets
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| Wish my nigga was with me right here in the studio
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| I miss the way he used to murder every…
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| I remember that time we all was in the 305
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| What a hell of a time for us to be alive
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| I’d spent every dollar to get them days back
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| And I put that on everything, that ain’t no cap
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| We stayed down, worked hard, and we came up
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| Go state to state jewels, I wan' see my chains tucked
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| For all you fuck niggas hatin', ain’t show no sympathy
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| I’ma go and make some millions with my energy
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| I got hella love for Pound and that’s infinity
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| I been trappin' ever since them things was ten a key
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| I ain’t sign with G.O.O.D. |
| Music but this shit crazy
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| Way I’m stuntin' with them racks, they think a label paid me
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| We done spent some long nights in the studio |
| Spent even longer nights in them streets
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| Wish my nigga was with me right here in the studio
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| I miss the way he used to murder every beat
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| We done spent some long nights in the studio
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| Spent even longer nights in them streets
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| Wish my nigga was with me right here in the studio
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| I miss the way he used to murder every beat |