| I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own
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| They was actin' like they ain’t hear a nigga
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| Now even when I’m right, a nigga wrong (I bet my last track probably gave you
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| lockjaw, hey, Lilkdubb)
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| Now these niggas wan' see me gone
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| It’s probably 'cause I’m a real nigga
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| Nah, I ain’t trippin' on no bitch ass nigga
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| Be done had a nigga in a six-pack get a shit-bag, nigga (Let's go)
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| The judge wanna see me sit back
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| But it’s probably 'cause his daughter wanna fuck with her lil' thick ass
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| My rich ass don’t kiss ass
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| I’m the definition of what these niggas can’t find
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| Pistol packin', half the times dreamin' 'bout slangin' some iron
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| Ayy, how you feelin'? |
| I’m chasin' money, tryna catch up on time
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| I ain’t never change, I’m still the same, I’ll put that Glock to your mind
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| Bitch, we die to live
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| Give a fuck 'bout no Grammy, long as my son grow to be real
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| That heavy metal I’m rockin' out, bitch, I’m known to that keep that steel
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| Since I was nine to this time, really done gave the jail too many years
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| But I’m a young rich ass nigga
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| Check how I floss, forever ball
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| Paid for a Rolls, my son got Lambos and all
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| I’m sorry, mama, I’ve been hurtin', I ain’t takin' time out to call
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| Not even prayin', jump out the bed, I swear it’s hard to stand tall
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| I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own
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| They was actin' like they ain’t hear a nigga
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| Now even when I’m right, a nigga wrong
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| Now these niggas wan' see me gone
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| It’s probably 'cause I’m a real nigga
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| Today in life, it ain’t nothin' like old days
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| I say money made everything change
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| Ayy, from my mans to my kids to myself
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| I say he forever capitalize off pain
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| Main nigga, big Rollie, big pistol
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| Top shotta, don dada, fuckin' gravedigger
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| We let them shots off at you and whoever came with you
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| While I’m takin' off, equip my brothers, that’s a gang missile
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| Stripes
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| Nigga, I’m official, fuckin' a whistle, nigga
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| Life
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| They gon' have to give me, 'fore I let a nigga take mine, I’ma kill a hundred
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| niggas
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| They say I’m remindin' niggas of Pac
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| Keep playin' around on that camera phone, they gon' find a nigga he shot
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| Dead, they call that FaceTime, nigga
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| Stay out the way, but I’ll shake your whole gang 'fore you shake mine, nigga
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| Solo, pushin' the buggy in the store with the tool
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| And I’m pullin' up Lamborghini, pickin' up my daughter from school
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| We grew up fast paced, no big homies to show us the rules
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| I be havin' bad days when I don’t want to take no photos, I’m rude
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| Like move
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| Ten times outta ten, if you ever see me, I be clutchin'
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| I’ma let it slang and pray to God, show me forgiveness when he judge me
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| I’ma try to aim that bitch between a nigga ears, he ever touch me
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| Can’t trust a ho, even if these bitches really think they love me
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| Long as you know, never let a pussy nigga give me nothin'
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| Nowadays, a nigga really gettin' money, I remember back when
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| I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own
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| They was actin' like they ain’t hear a nigga
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| Now even when I’m right, a nigga wrong
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| Now these niggas wan' see me gone
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| It’s probably 'cause I’m a real nigga
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| I told them niggas put me on, had to run it up on my own
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| They was actin' like they ain’t hear a nigga
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| Now even when I’m right, a nigga wrong
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| Now these niggas wan' see me gone
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| It’s probably 'cause I’m a real nigga |