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Uh, it out the hood, they say you Hollywood How dare you tell me that I got it good Gotta check and treat these like I'm Robin Hood When it was to stand up for me, see, nobody stood And I was at you niggas, all the ones I fed Had me grindin' all nights you was going to bed And if I think I owe you something, gon' ahead Treat you like I knew you, put it on your head And I got Papi on my line like, you comin' home?' My mama see it in my face, she know that somethin' droppin' in my city all summer long Out on bail but I gotta keep somethin' on I can't let 'em take my life, you might get left you make that When he got left it wasn't right, but he was live that life I call up Coon to that jet, we like three deep, we take flight Used to in California to play that studio all night, we stayin' For the love of them millions, ain't layin' Left you in the hood, you sayin' now? And wanted the smoke, you said, "Stand down," uh Cold heart, get cold feet when the pressure come It was beef, I had to tell niggas, "You come" Sister said they gettin' over, it's like you them Some shit I had to learn my from, uh in, checkin' out, I just had to check you out 2012, it was 50 niggas when I'm out the time you asked me for a check and I ain't lived it out I ain't even know you was upset, this what this about? A piece of paper can turn you to a hater When you can't bring up one you returned me for a favor So I these niggas real close, talkin' closer than my neighbors I know the signs when niggas switch sides, catch them vapors
Used to be my dawg, you was in my titty Scream, "Ride or die," I thought you ride with me Found out you was jealous, you even grind with me And when I copped the 6 you the 550 to be my dawg, you was in my left titty Scream, "Ride or die," I you would ride with me Found out you was jealous, you wouldn't even grind me And I copped the 6 you wanted the 550
See, I look at it this I'm supposed to spend a thousand nights in the studio my lights out? city to city, can't my son to school when I want to, can't see my mama, my when I want to They give a nigga my money, they act he hangin' with me I ain't ever sweet Far as I can remember, every time I to jail I had to stand up in that bitch by myself I ain't never even think a nigga callin' my baby to pick my son up to take him to the movies Go play basketball I'm doin' this time in the cell Actin' I owe you somethin' See, it hurt my heart to see of my closest friends turn back on me about that attention needle Or a green piece of with a slave on the front of that shit I used to niggas, niggas I was feedin', I heard 'em whisperin', "Meek finished" I was like, "And damn, I was you, bro" All I did was grindin' the storm, nigga, I'm Derrick Rose on a 50-point night on a daily basis, nigga For the of the millions, royalty over loyalty, get it confused I got real friends and family that'll turn their back on me for the of the money I got a homie that's life—he can't offer me no money, h e can't offer me nothin' but a and a relationship I talk to him seven days a So don't come to me talkin' no money shit, nigga So if you feel some of way about my money, we to the furthest extent to protect that plate that under my son on the table, nigga One love to all my and friends that down through all the madness While I had to and put it all on the line One time for my mom and sister never changed on me, even before I had Ride or die, no matter for life, you dig? Uh, I niggas stop askin' me where niggas at If you see 'em in the with me, that mean they faded away I got my niggas out myself, fun, we love each other, all love but everybody can't make it Niggas wanna a bridge and expect you to send a yacht, huh? Where do that at?