| I should of stayed up on the corner moving stone after stone
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| With a red dot, led blocks with no time for school
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| I’m in the kitchen whipping up a chicken fool
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| I tried to get my cash on, but I couldn’t get my cash on
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| Everytime I hit a lick, my family dipping in my stash
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| Got me mad, whipping up my mask and my 4−5
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| Dipping in my cheve looking for shit to go down
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| For my real ass players, man, they don’t want me now
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| Use to show me love, that’s something they don’t show me now
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| Left a player lonely now, it’s all good
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| That’s why I’m robbing motherfuckers up in y’all hood
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| Life got me pissed off, take the rolex that’s on your wrist off
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| Papa said I got to pay rent, or get out this house
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| Living in the streets back in the tre 5−7
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| It’s a question of life for mie got a nigga stressing
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| You got to let go sometimes — 8x
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| Sitting at the crib watching time go by
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| I be puffing on la, I mean myself and I
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| It’s been a struggle to hustle, but I maintain
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| Cause this shit don’t change off in this dirty game
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| I got kids to feed, blocks to bleed
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| I really, shoot for the top my nigga I got to get it
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| Money if I win puts my mind at ease
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| Cause I be praying on my knees got to get this cheese
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| This a lifetime, and ain’t no turning it back
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| Going hard with the crack, trying to get that sack
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| Be retired from the game, yeah that’s something I wish
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| I stay undercover rolling strapped with four fifths
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| Rolling Don Ke from H-Town to cali
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| Straight up out the valley dodging the federally
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| Putting it down cause I’ma stay on the grind
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| So you roll homie try to let it go sometime, let it go
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| Flipping my tongue since I was young
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| It ain’t over it just begun, S.U.C. |
| I represent it till my living is done
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| I’m on the run ducking the law with a pistol on my side
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| Looking for trouble too deep for money at the same time
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| I’m a sold-ier, I thought I told you
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| I’m a geurilla my nagah my dogs gone fold you
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| Pump your breaks when you run into a wild card Ro
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| Under the influence and I don’t give a fuck no more
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| (Billy Cook vocalizing) |