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[x2 - Accept the troubles,

Yeah... Uh huh... There's a lot of things in world you got to accept, you know? Especially... Me! Listenn...

A lot of nigga's... be the fool
And I ain't having that shit prayin' in school
I'm gonna more two's than true values
That I how to use I don't need "how to's"
don't believe they can bleed or bruise
That's why niggas always leave in two's
Weed and I'll-have nigga's leaking from wounds
Ain't no back home Mom's leasing your room
Nigga's will lose grins when it's Lupe and friends
And them orange juice Timb's in a foregin that swims
Now and days.. Emcee's be wildin' and my mic be betta than they whole album
They why they can't touch it cause my shit stay over there head - like carry on luggage
I'd give it to any performer on any budget - the rhyme in the I am want nothin' of it

You got to!........... NIGGA!
[Accept the troubles,
no choice but to...... uh huh Nigga}
You got to [Accept the troubles,
You you got to [Accept the troubles, '????']
{Accept the troubles nigga}...... with it
You got taa [Accept the troubles,
Yeah.. {Listen}.. Yeah..

I'm never blunted cause table's can turn like twelve
But I keep a 'three-eight' on that next to my stomach
Shells punished concerned well it cause I learn customers return if the product is humming
Yo it's '????' 'one hundred will walk for duke?' running best believe them bullets be in hot
Especially don't pull it dawg it's not for you you dressed up like and 'bet it?' I'm the alarm
I got Winter in my grill and in my palms and numbers on your Moms dumb and dumbers for the strong
I know them bars is hurting cause I'm a working dark child like R. Jerkings I see the sharks lurking on it hold it
CCF sponser the '????' '????' '????' '????' constant I'm a fast learner with a fast burner
And I hope you think fast cause there's no eating when my turn to...

Ya Got Taaa...
the troubles, '????']
{Yeah [Accept the troubles, ya got taaaa}
You got to [Accept the troubles,
Accept the nigga [Accept the troubles, '????'] uh... uh huh
No choice but to.. [Accept the troubles, '????']
Yeah.. Listen... Yo

Am I you expected the good die young
And been resurrected the hoods my son
I'm quite impressive best it's yayo with 'w?' '????' and them 'lightning?' credits
Yo I mouth piece niggas swearing ya and ya that sweet that nasty that gushy stuff
And that 8-40 hoody with the guts with the AK 4-fully that'll cook you and ya tux
Ya ain't thorough you got it up like '????'
Just cause they in suits that don't they the Bureau
Your small time so to worthless
Only feds in house is the Postal Service
It's all love why try and us?
make me call thugs
And you like vibrators
Head shots to ruin 'linings?' and tempers
We hustlas flick '????' five '????'
nigga?

[Accept the troubles,
You got to the troubles, '????']
{Gotta live with it} [Accept the troubles, '????'] Go to sleep it
No choice but to [Accept the troubles, '????']
Take it personal, go home - go to sleep... take it to work you
You got taaa [Accept the troubles, '????'] Accept it
You can't '????' '????' uh, yeah...
Ya'll understand.... Fiasco, righttt... Madisson Ave... Westside...