| Feelin' like the old me, you heard?
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| When I was hungry for this shit, man
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| Still hungry too, uh
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| (Ayy, Benjamin, he got benjamins)
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| Uh
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| I’m back to my habits, back to my ways
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| Back to puttin' that 'yac to my face
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| Back to dumpin' these ashes and trays
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| Back to who I was back in the days
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| Back to the grain, can’t believe I actually changed
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| Talked about gettin' rich, now I’m actually paid
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| Swerved a little, got off track, now I’m back in my lane
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| Life is good, yeah, but I always relapse to that pain
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| Mental health is a stain, them thoughts in the back of my brain
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| Man, fuck love, them bitches ain’t deserve the love that I gave
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| But when I fucked, I always made sure they actually came
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| Went from trappin' to fame, crazy, now I’m trapped in the fame
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| And I be switchin' bitches like I switch hats, it’s a shame
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| With this game, either you lack or you gain, or both
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| 'Cause I just made a rack and blew that on a chain
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| But I’m self-made, back in the booth, back on that stage
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| And when you independent, rap pays, no cap, man
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| And I got a hundred demons in my rearview
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| But the money up ahead and it’s a clear view
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| If you ain’t loyal like I’m loyal, I don’t feel you
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| 'Cause where I’m from, that type of shit will kill you
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| Uh, three in the mornin', sippin' this Henny
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| Thankin' God for these M’s, came from a pocket of pennies
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| Haters talkin' that shit, that’s the devil just tryna get me
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| Thank you to who defend me, but opinions never offend me, nah
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| I’m a livin' legend, man, I swear to God
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| That lil' homie doin' seven, he was pitchin' hard
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| But he gotta take that L 'cause he ain’t snitchin', nah
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| This lifestyle got me hooked just like a fishin' rod
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| Call me a bitch all you want, just know that bitch in charge
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| Tell all these small money niggas I’m really livin' large
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| Just know I keep the 40 on me, ain’t gotta sent a squad
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| I be doly most of the time, 'cause bitch, I live with heart
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| But when they killed my brother, it ripped my shit apart
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| I buy this ice so I can shine 'cause my heart is dark
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| These VVs, what’s the difference? |
| Just a different spark
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| I’m a dog and you a dog, but I bite, you bark
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| And I got a hundred demons in my rearview
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| But the money up ahead and it’s a clear view
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| If you ain’t loyal like I’m loyal, I don’t feel you
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| 'Cause where I’m from, that type of shit will kill you
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| And your life can change long as you still you
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| And when they throwin' bricks, just let it build you
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| If they movin' funny, don’t let 'em near you
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| And if they don’t respect it, make 'em fear you |