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[J.
Yea, is where the
yea, is where the fathers aint living
at not with us
might see em round the city and even say wassup
when n-ggas play tough, wont even smile in
and we learn to f-ck hoes off trial and
just a small n-gga, big city hustle
to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell
these were our heroes, strictly for zero's
for that Deniro, n-ggas reload on them kilo's
them people,
mad at myself cause I done seen some things that I'd not tell
shawty smole and her boyfriend too
sometimes he touch her daughter them boyfriends do
pull up to the club where the went too
see yellow tape and the boys in blue
a on a strecther and though i never met ya
Im God Bless ya, they 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 a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts saying we ya
(we ya)

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

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

yea, see God
I know you do whats best for me
but is it if we negotiate my destiny
always tellin' me it's temporary
than why its feelling a cemetary
my aint got no obituaries
my city hurting and none of us were here
you heard me say I was
i probably make
I'm trying to get
I'm quit fear
who the scripts here
these kids live there whole life killing time
the race with no finish line
they noose us with they ropes
but Im tryna
I my foolish pride might become my suicide
but I aint tryna go, no
and through lines and quotes you gotta find some hope
I aint dying
my words last forever,
you can the treasure
look inside you can see a diamond in my
Im of seeing dope fiends, wiping they nose clean
is my neighbourhood just a smoke
I Im in the (?) I see lo green
sons raised by bo queens but no kings
(no kings, no kings)

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

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

[J. Cole 3]
It like n-ggas either feel ya or they try and kill ya
I face the sky and hope to God aint acting
you whatever cards he deal no matter how peculiar
they tell me that its God's will, I'm asking God ya
courtesy of www killerhiphop dot com
iller a from artist pain, momma smoking cocaine as it rains out
am I to blame, try to stay sane so I came
where they rock with thangs out
to clear my mind at the same time they blew that boys out
but will it change, its like n-ggas is free but our still in the chains
brothers killing eachother, the blood its a shame
will it slow up
alot of n-ggas older but they never grow up
and do they 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 no refunds
man, don't let the get ya
f-ck the horoscopes know the ropes like a
if them bullets wet ya bet ya need a tissue
face on the front of our shirts screaming we miss ya
another day, song, a mother prays
another
but we play like aint nothing wrong
aint nothing wrong
cause nothing wrong
Im not as fast, I'm not as
but I pass
I gotta
I gotta
I ball
n-gga I gotta