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Yeah, y'all nigaas yo
Is niggas finished
Got your little radio your little BDS, huh
You finished nigga, huh huh, finished
Can I live, huh
Can I live, Joe your bein' stingy with the bin yo

Yo, yo, yo, I blacks out, I the mack out
Scream "what's about," then I clap out
I get my on, in my drop on
Through the rotten, don't even on those who hate me
I got popped on, it (feelin' it)
are ice grillin' it
Cops pullin' it over, Jigga react
Speed off, officer told me to the beat off
I turned it a higher, then return the devils fire
I'm raised different, reactin'
Niggas lay stiff and, rookies blame it on the age
My subliminal flows create O's
Sing along if you with me, til the end of the
I'm when in the view of the public
And is because, I'm defensive when I'm in interviews
The percentage who don't understand is than the percentage who do
Check yourself, what is you?

Can I
For all my niggas with all air force ones and black guns, stack ones yo
Can I
For all my chicks, pigeons, hoes stand bow like the bulldog, know what
I mean,
Can I
To all the ce-lo champs, two green and one red stop the bank and roll
yo
Can I
To all my niggas who drink straight, cop mix tapes, and sell weight

I got the feds sending me letters 'cause I'm schooling the
But they can't lock me down 'cause my tool is the
I sold drugs for a living, that's a given
Why is it? why y'all try to visit the neighborhoods I lived in
My mind been through hell, my neighborhood is central
Where cops lock you more than try to you
I push you to the limit I'm needing the wealth
And all I see is life cycle repeatin' itself
Ran into shorty boppin' the ave
On his way to clockin' mad
He to show me a block of slab and said

Hey yo there's money I I just gotta have
I catch up to these feinds I'm'a knock 'em on they ass
Not to brag, sometimes I look at and laugh
How I about school and it taught me not a ?
When I backed out, let one one, let the turn
Holla at you that its my block to burn
That credit you dead it, I know heads annoyed and knew all
About a feind before reading Donald goings
boying, using the right cut
One that's fucked up is bad dope that I can't pump
This slab re-up and re-bag, blend it in with the raw
it fast cop more, once I get it I got it I lock it
Nobody pop shit, selling twenties on my block
For some shit
What you want nigga, what you want
What you want, you want nigga

Can I
To all my niggas that hold coke and they bubble
to win in the construction Timbs yo
Can I live,
Yo USA, all my chicks strip, boo's, go to the store with the dewy pins still in
All my chicks with the credit scams, two kids, one job, and no man
All my chicks gettin' that set with their welfare check
All the mommies besa, alright?
All my niggas rockin' them fifty cats, to get at this rap
Know I mean?
All my cats with open cases, big cars, and no licenses, I that shit
I'll see
All my niggas that say pause after they say some up shit
Rock on and uh, shit, Rockafella forever yo
Coins, yeah,
Memph nigga