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[J.
Yea, this is the
yea, this is where the fathers aint
at least not us
might see em round the city and won't say wassup
n-ggas play tough, wont even smile in mirrors
and we to f-ck hoes off trial and error
just a small n-gga, big city hustle
glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy,
were our heroes, strictly for them zero's
for that Robert Deniro, n-ggas reload on kilo's
them people,
mad at cause I done seen some things that I'd rather not tell
shawty smole crack and her too
sometimes he touch her daughter them boyfriends do
pull up to the club the boys went too
see that yellow and the boys in blue
a n-gga on a strecther and i never met ya
Im thinking God Bless ya, city try and get ya
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the horoscopes, know the ropes lke a
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a
your face on the front of our shirts saying we ya
(we ya)

with me,
Run quick see, what do we have
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

Come me,
Run quick see, what do we here
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

yea, see God
I you only do whats best for me
but is it cool if we my destiny
they always tellin' me temporary
than why its feelling a cemetary
my dreams aint got no
my city and none of us were equiped here
you heard me say I was
i make tears
I'm trying to get
I'm quit fear
who wrote the here
these live there whole life just killing time
running the with no finish line
they tryna noose us with they
but Im tryna
I think my foolish pride might my suicide
but I aint go, no baby
and through these lines and quotes you gotta find hope
cause I dying
my words gon' forever,
you can the treasure
look inside you can see a in my mind
Im tired of seeing dope fiends, wiping they nose
is my neighbourhood just a screen
I think Im in the (?) I see lo
sons by bo queens but there's no kings
(no kings, no kings)

[J. Hook]
with me,
Run quick see, do we have here
Now, do you wanna or die
La dadada, la la la la

Come me,
Run see, what do we have here
Now, do you ride or die
La dadada, la la la la

[J. Verse 3]
It seems like n-ggas feel ya or they try and kill ya
I face the sky and to God aint acting unfamiliar
you play whatever he deal no matter how peculiar
they tell me that its God's will, I'm asking God ya
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iller a n-gga from artist pain, momma smoking as it rains out
am I to blame, try to stay sane so I came
they rock with them thangs out
to clear my mind at the same they blew that boys brains out
but will it change, its like n-ggas is free but our minds still in the
brothers killing eachother, the blood spill its a
will it slow up
alot of n-ggas getting but they never grow up
and do son's like they fathers did and never show up
don't cry about it, just another episode of life
the season n-gga no re-runs
the devil buying soul's n-gga no
man, let the city get ya
f-ck the horoscopes know the like a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a
your face on the of our shirts screaming we miss ya
day, another song, a mother prays
another
but still we play like aint wrong
aint nothing wrong
cause nothing wrong
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but before I
I gotta
I ball
I ball
I gotta ball