| This shit ain’t gettin' no better
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| They took my brother so we slidin' for forever
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| Tutu Gang, we keep a Glock, don’t tote Berettas
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| That’s on my mama, nigga we won’t ever let up
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| I know, I know I had to cop a K
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| I know, I know I gotta to find a way
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| I know, I know it’s gon' be better day
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| 'Cause it’s hell that we live, heaven ain’t far away
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| I know, I know, I know
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| Lord, shit don’t feel the same no more
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| I know, I know, I know
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| Niggas plottin' so I gotta keep a pole
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| This shit ain’t gettin' no better
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| They took my brother so we slidin' for forever
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| Tutu Gang, we keep a Glock, don’t tote Berettas
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| That’s on my mama, nigga we won’t ever let up
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| That’s on my mama, nigga ready for whatever
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| You ain’t felt this pain so ain’t nothing you can tell 'em
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| They took my brother so you know it’s funk forever
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| They took my brother so you know it’s funk forever
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| So we ain’t playin' with you niggas
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| Bitch I’m rich, I could’ve dropped a hundred bands on you niggas
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| But instead I’d rather bump head to head with you niggas
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| To see fear in you niggas, I ain’t scared of you niggas |
| How you with the shit
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| But you switching cliques on some sucker shit
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| Dropped a hundred clip on them suckers that you running with
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| Tutu Gang, toting forty things, tryna body shit
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| Cried every night, for every tear we shed we dropping shit
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| I promise it, shit ain’t over till my mama rich
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| Catch a sucker leaking, shit ain’t over 'til this forty click
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| All this pain inside my eyes, ain’t hard not to notice it
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| Prolly had my finger on the trigger when I wrote this shit
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| I had both my niggas by my side, tryna get 'em out
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| Tutu said this rapping shit gonna work, I had to hear him out
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| Came to every show, rockin' the stage, I told him get some clout
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| Said I got your back, some suckers slide then we gonna air it out
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| Called your phone, you told me you was good
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| One hour later you got shot, we all thought you was good
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| Couple hours, came back screaming like this shit ain’t real
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| If my brother gone I swear we doing a hundred drills
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| Why you had to leave a nigga so soon
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| If this happen I never thought it’d be you |
| When it happened I couldn’t believe it was true
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| Now it’s big money, legendary, we do this shit for you
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| This shit ain’t gettin' no better
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| They took my brother so we slidin' for forever
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| Tutu Gang, we keep a Glock, don’t tote Berettas
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| That’s on my mama, nigga we won’t ever let up
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| I know, I know, I know
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| Lord, shit don’t feel the same no more
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| I know, I know, I know
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| Niggas plottin' so I gotta keep a pole |