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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 this
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 it used to be like
I was
'Member what it used to be
I was off the
'Member what it to be like
All I had a
'Member what it used to be
We have a thing
But I turned it to some that they all wanna be like
Ain't gon' never get this cause you don't wanna be right
I make all the sacrifices so you live a better
told me leave your legacy while you're still alive
Somebody told me leave your legacy while you're alive
I wonder it be like if G-Fazo was still alive
'Member when Kobe died I drank that shit right out the
We went to war for Rock, wonder if he was here, would he 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 knew was
2012, we was strapped, used to play with bitches like violins
We ain't get to make it back safe if we hearin' the sirens
We gon' get put with the opps on the air, wildin'
Matter fact, fuck that, if you want we can dial in
Just hit a lick, we gon' a [?]
We ain't broke no more, how do you end up on an
Trash lil' niggas get rich
Keep it on my hip his headphone
He be shooting dice with his full
Ten stack with a hand fold
Fuck a bitch like a nympho
Been in the whats the Info?
Drako him duck like limbo
him stretched out, no limo
Get money, 100, my M-O
Know stay 150, 50 on a chain, 150
You this 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
lil niggas here 'bout they buisness
They in this shit tryna
I got real niggas 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 store in school, I was seventeen they gave a nigga
Went to school, had to dip from glick with the 17, niggas be greetin' with tension
And big bro was ready to park by the school till I left, just in case he was
Free [?], is snitches
live Playboy, niggas bitches
Free T-Slick, I him
Free Lil [?], he
No Gang, finna get the pendant did
And doin' this shit independant, you dig?
And I'm out, these pointers big
bitches only gon' get bigger, you dig?
A only gon' get richer, you dig?
My fans ain't pay for a picture, you dig?
support a nigga, you dig?
Y'all I on a mission, kid
Gotta move on, I'll be on my way, I'ma you kid
I gotta keep gettin' money, if you get in my way I hope you your kid (Goodbye)