| Ayo bans, what you cookin?
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| Yea'
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| I wonder if Lil tug and Jordan can hear me
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| I ain’t got much to give
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| Barely seen love, seem like the fake be the first thing appear
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| I ain’t never takin' back what I said, not even once I’m killed
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| I don’t wanna do it, now they say I’m wrong
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| And I’m who kept it real
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| I just wanna turn this shit around, now that I see it clear
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| They took the soul from Boozilla
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| Killed Lil Dave when I was little
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| Since the time I ain’t found forgiveness
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| That shit turned me into a killer
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| Came from sellin' drugs with my nigga
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| Went and found a thousand ways to get it
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| They done found a thousand ways to down me
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| I don’t give a fuck cause now I don’t feel 'em
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| I ain’t have a thing when I was a lil one
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| Whatever my children want they gettin' it
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| I done lost my patience in that prison
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| I done lost my cadence, cases pendin'
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| I can see the fakeness, faces grinnin'
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| Can see that they don’t want me in it
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| If I can’t trust her, I can’t love her
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| I done walked away from plenty
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| See me go, as I fly away from these niggas
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| They just want to keep up in my business, I say fuck 'em
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| They don’t need me, no
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| I’m wastin' time on these bitches
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| I’m wastin' time, soon as I trust 'em I’m in trouble
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| This a deserved Bentley
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| This that new hustle hard edition, I say swerve in it
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| Come up from hustle, heart of trenches, blew out curbs in it
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| They feel like I done lost my mind and I feel tempted
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| I feel like they want to keep me down and I’m still winnin'
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| And I’m still in it, leavin' richer than I came in
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| With two new hoes, for every one bitch got my name bent
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| Smile through it all, they still ain’t askin' where my pain went
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| Or even if it left, it never did, I ain’t gotta frame shit
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| After all it’s still the same shit, after all I still ain’t gain shit
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| Now you blamin' me and I caught you first
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| I ain’t with' all this lil game shit
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| Been with you, I ain’t seein' the same bitches
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| Say it ain’t true, you engaged in it
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| Had a broken heart and I played in it
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| And now I got this cage feelin'
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| See me go, as I fly away from these niggas
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| They just want to keep up in my business, I say fuck 'em
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| They don’t need me, no
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| I’m wastin' time on these bitches
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| I’m wastin' time, soon as I trust 'em I’m in trouble
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| I’m in trouble nigga, I can’t
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| I can’t trust neither one of them, none of 'em
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| They got me with a cage feelin' or some shit, all this shit
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| But you know, you know I’m holdin' up
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| I’m holdin' up longer than a, longer than a bridge nigga
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| That’s who I’m is, longer than a bridge, believe that |