| Not ballin', I’m failin', I’m stackin', I’m fallin'
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| Too many shots, I’m standin', I’m fallin'
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| Too many blunts, now ballin' I’m feelin'
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| Never too much, failin', I’m fallin'
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| Can’t pay the bill, now I’m bailin'
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| Hold on, bruh, let me go and get this money
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| Can I give a shout out to my nigga Pac?
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| He let me stay at his crib, say I don’t owe him nothin'
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| To be real, you wanna go to Brazil
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| Bruh let me kill the game, I’ll fly to that bitch
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| Gimme that beat, I’mma body that bitch
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| Struggle life, said «bye» to that shit
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| Scramblin' for the change, tired of that shit
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| Young nigga sell whole lot of that shit
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| Moms cried when I sold that shit
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| Bet I ran out, now my pockets looking hit
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| Tryna buy some Raymond, lookin' for sanction
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| Lookin' under the couch, lookin' under the bed
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| That’s how I knew I was 'bout my head
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| Nigga can’t sleep and I need a new bed
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| Used to be locked, I don’t need to smoke reg'
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| Now a nigga stressed out, pass that shit
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| Can’t trust a bitch, yeah, fuck ya best friend
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| Got me in the game like «Nigga, what’s next?»
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| Nigga, I’m fallin' (x4)
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| In love with the game, my life never be the same
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| , bitch, fly stupid pissed
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| I got a smart bitch, her butt is stupid thick
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| Cause she ball hard and claim Gucci clique
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| Cause she poppin' pussy, that jooky shit
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| I’m too legit, nigga, that uzi spit
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| You Disneyland, nigga, that Goofy shit
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| I’m zoned out, that shit
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| I get wild, that Boosie shit
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| I smoke loud, that zooty shit
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| Got a stupid flow, that jooky shit
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| Got a stupid ho, super slick
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| Got a stupid, I hit a stupid lick
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| The smart bitch suck super dick
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| She topped me off about super quick
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| I’m jooky, bitch, King Jooky, bitch
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| I’ll pimp you, bitch, I don’t give a shit
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| My nigga from the deuce-8 don’t sell dope after nighttime
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| on the pipeline, I ain’t got no time to be writin' rhymes
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| Back seat of that two-door, them conflicts be crucial
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| If a nigga don’t got my dough, you might be hit with a
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| My mode survival, this Bruiser shit be tribal
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| Get close like, fucked up ya green like Geico
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| , I smoke dope
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| No heat in that house, cold, to warm up, I had to use the stove
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| Nigga, I’m fallin', nigga, I’m fallin', nigga, I’m fallin', nigga, I’m fallin'
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| Fucked up on that game, and Ciroc keep callin'
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| Now I’m ballin', now I’m ballin', now I’m ballin', now I’m ballin'
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| Yo' bitch all on my dick and, for sure, she keep on callin'
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| This that Bruiser shit, that Bruiser shit, Dopehead, that jooky shit
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| Coon in the room, Legion of Doom, y’all niggas that bogus shit
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| Bruiser shit, that Bruiser shit, Dopehead, that jooky shit
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| Coon in the room, Leg' of Doom, y’all niggas that bogus shit |