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

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

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

I got the feds me letters 'cause I'm schooling the youth
But they lock me down 'cause my tool is the truth
Yeah I sold for a living, that's a given
Why is it? why don't y'all try to the neighborhoods I lived in
My mind been through hell, my neighborhood is crime
cops lock you more than try to defend you
I push you to the when I'm needing the wealth
And all I see is cycle just repeatin' itself
Ran shorty boppin' down the ave
On his way to mad then
He proceeded to show me a of slab and said

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

Can I
To all my niggas that coke and they bubble coat
Tryin' to win in the construction yo
Can I live,
Yo USA, all my chicks that strip, boo's, go to the with the dewy pins still in
All my with the credit card scams, two kids, one job, and no man
All my chicks gettin' that washing set with their check
All the mommies dame besa,
All my niggas rockin' fifty cats, tryin' to get at this rap
Know I mean?
All my cats with open cases, big cars, and no licenses, I like that
see y'all
All my niggas say pause after they say some fucked up shit
Rock on and uh, Jigga shit, Rockafella yo
Coins, yeah,
Memph Bleek