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Kid!
We don't say it
We don't say R.I.P nigga
We say Long Live, all my niggas gone, ya know
Niggas that we lost to shit
really out here
In the
You know, for real, living this shit I'm rappin' 'bout, you know, I'm just
Like, I'm

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