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Yeah, y'all nigaas yo
Is y'all niggas
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' with the music bin yo

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

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

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

Hey yo there's money I there I just gotta
When I catch up to these feinds knock 'em on they ass
Not to brag, sometimes I look at life and
How I think about school and it me not a ?
When I backed out, let one one, let the barrel
Holla at you fagots that its my to burn
That you dead it, I know heads gettin' annoyed and knew all
About a dope feind before Donald goings
Flipping boying, using the cut
One thing that's fucked up is bad dope I can't pump
slab gotta 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 on my block bitch
For blacktop shit
What you want nigga, what you want
What you want, what you want

Can I
To all my niggas that hold coke and bubble coat
to win in the construction Timbs yo
Can I live,
Yo USA, all my that strip, boo's, go to the store with the dewy pins still in
All my chicks the credit card scams, two kids, one job, and no man
All my chicks gettin' that washing set with their check
All the mommies besa, alright?
All my niggas them 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
I'll see
All my that say pause after they say some fucked up shit
Rock on and uh, Jigga shit, forever yo
Coins, yeah,
Memph nigga