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Kid!
We even say it
We even say R.I.P nigga
We just say Long Live, all my niggas gone, ya
Niggas that we to this shit
really out here
In the
You know, for real, living shit that I'm rappin' 'bout, you know, I'm just
Like, I'm

'Member what it used to be
I was
'Member what it to be like
I was off the
'Member it used to be like
All I had a
'Member what it used to be
We ain't a thing
But I turned it to some shit that they all be like
Ain't gon' never get like this you don't wanna be right
I make all the sacrifices so you live a better
Somebody told me your legacy while you're still alive
Somebody told me leave your legacy while you're still
I wonder what it be like if G-Fazo was alive
'Member Kobe died I drank that shit right out the bottle
We went to war for Rock, wonder if he was here, would he have had a
We gon' out this rap shit, wonder wonder what Slim would've felt about it
Turned all the way up in this rap shit, but I wish Cap was right here me
Now a moment of
Where we up all we knew was violence
2012, we was strapped, used to play them bitches like violins
We ain't even get to make it back if we hearin' the sirens
We gon' get put with the opps on the air, wildin'
Matter fact, that, if you want smoke we can dial in
hit a lick, we gon' pull a [?]
We ain't no more, how do you end up on an island?
lil' niggas get rich though
Keep it on my hip his headphone
He be shooting dice his hand full
Ten four stack a hand fold
a nigga bitch like a nympho
Been in the streets the Info?
make him duck like limbo
Leaving him stretched out, no
Get money, 100, my M-O
Know stay 150, 50 on a chain, 150
You know gang-gang 150
Foe nem big as 50's
They don't want no lil ass
Better at put .30 in it
I ain't gon lie, this shit
These lil niggas here 'bout they
They in this shit finish
I got niggas doing sentences, they in that bitch tryna finish
I'ma help put on for my hood and my while smoking OG in Givenchy
I was smelling like pot in school, I was seventeen they gave a nigga detention
to school, had to dip wit' from glick with the 17, niggas be greetin' with tension
And big bro was ready to park by the school till I left, in case he was itchin
[?], niggas is snitches
Long Playboy, niggas bitches
T-Slick, I miss him
Free Lil [?], he
No Limit Gang, finna get the did
And still this shit independant, you dig?
And I'm iced out, these big
Them bitches gon' get bigger, you dig?
A only gon' get richer, you dig?
My fans ain't pay for a picture, you dig?
Just a nigga, you dig?
Y'all I on a mission, kid
Gotta on, I'll be on my way, I'ma miss you kid
I gotta gettin' money, if you get in my way I hope you kissed your kid (Goodbye)