| I been thuggin my whole fuckin' life
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| One look at my babygirl I had to get it right
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| Superman in these streets hey but you my kryptonite
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| Im on this drink I’m on this smoke I’m going super crip tonight
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| Something like a scientist, I mix it like it’s antidote
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| Then I sent that 8 ball down the block Scrappy Loc
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| Rest in peace to Pookie Loc blame it on me never snitching
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| Lord knows I ain’t send the homie on no dummy mission
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| Want to be like Uncle Wade can’t believe I sold him crack
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| Still a hero in my eyes he up in heaven tell him that
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| Don’t tell me how to raise my son just know he gone be a man
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| If the scale of 1−10, know he gone be a grand
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| Before I stand with flaw niggas I would rather stand alone
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| Till I’m stand, on the top like what he standing on
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| They say that I’m wishy washy ain’t nobody perfect though
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| They say Young you growing up hope they know you worth it though
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| The shit I’m smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me
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| The shit I’m sippin' on got me trippin' will you forgive me
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| Look you in your eyes when I’m talking know you hear me
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| Just listen to the words to the song I know you feel me
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| Cause ain’t nobody perfect in this world please forgive me
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| Shit I’m smoking on got me trippin' will you forgive me
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| Look you in your eyes when I’m talking know you hear me
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| The shit I’m smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me
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| I ain’t them and they ain’t me maybe that’s the disconnect
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| I do my tequila straight but I do not do disrespect
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| You know I remind them though forgetful niggas they forget
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| Before the deal I had a check and I put that on the set
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| Breaking units down in fatty room, white mountains on the dresser
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| 'Give me Auntie Sarah when we fell out look I knew was stressful
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| Wasn’t for you I ride on them look we in a rival gang
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| Screaming fuck the other side, guess that just a rival thing
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| 100 dollars re’ing up back then we always talked but since the fame ain’t been
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| the same
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| Forgive me Mrs Brenda Ross, nah not your nephew acting like a rap nigga
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| Like I ain’t sit on your front porch talk shit and trap with you
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| You asked me to help with your wedding, argument in front your kids
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| Hurts me to the very day, lamest shit I ever did
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| So please forgive me lil sister because I know I hurt your soul
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| Your husband is a lucky man I hope he know you worth it though
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| The shit I’m smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me
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| The shit I’m sippin' on got me trippin' will you forgive me
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| Look you in your eyes when I’m talking know you hear me
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| Just listen to the words to the song I know you feel me
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| Cause ain’t nobody perfect in this world please forgive me
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| Shit I’m smoking on got me trippin' will you forgive me
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| Look you in your eyes when I’m talking know you hear me
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| The shit I’m smoking on got me trippin' please forgive me |