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Kid!
We even say it
We don't even say R.I.P
We just say Long Live, all my gone, ya know
Niggas that we lost to shit
Niggas really out
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
'Member what it used to be
All I had a
'Member it used to be like
We ain't a thing
But I turned it to some shit they all wanna 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 leave legacy while you're still alive
Somebody told me leave your while you're still alive
I wonder what it be like if G-Fazo was still
'Member when Kobe died I drank shit right out the bottle
We went to war for Rock, wonder if he was here, would he had a body?
We gon' fall out 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 here beside me
Now a of silence
Where we grew up all we was violence
2012, we was strapped, used to play with them like violins
We even get to make it back safe 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
Just hit a lick, we gon' a [?]
We ain't broke no more, how do you end up on an
Trash niggas get rich though
Keep it on my hip his headphone
He be dice with his hand full
Ten four with a hand fold
a nigga bitch like a nympho
Been in the streets the Info?
Drako make him duck limbo
him stretched out, no limo
Get money, 100, my M-O
Know I'ma 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 gon lie, this shit serious
These lil niggas here 'bout they
They in this tryna finish
I got real niggas doing sentences, they in that bitch tryna
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 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
Free [?], is snitches
Long live Playboy, bitches
Free T-Slick, I him
Free Lil [?], he
No Limit Gang, finna get the did
And still doin' this shit independant, you
And I'm iced out, these big
Them only gon' get bigger, you dig?
A nigga only get richer, you dig?
My ain't gotta pay for a picture, you dig?
Just 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)