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(Intro)
There's no lie, man I'm so
live life, cus the day you die
No lights, this life has a price
And I'm feelin, I'm

(Verse)
And man who can say one say I
Won't run the streets, I wouldn't get
Not today and this a matter the fuck shit man
Nigga me out with the hot shit man
If you tryna get down, make a deal the maker
We'll show you firsthand how we deal a hater
Killers out there'll have to live it later
Shoot him in the head and with it later
Man made up, fit to them
Guess I'm only waitin I'mma get to them
Hatin ass nigga don't mention
But please don't what we did to them
Nigga you how we do and we do all
Step through, I put the fire, it'll be more
And like life on the line whenever we talk
If you say the wrong it could be yo loss
I'mma do a kick in a major way
Nigga real
Smoke and think about how I'mma get today
Won't stop, rest til I'm major paid
If I die then I die smiling
Nigga, no lie
Because I live every day of my life a night life
K so we about it

(Hook)
I can feel on the tip of my
no lie, man I'm so high
I feel like I've sleepin with angels
live life, cus the day you die
Every day the true become
No flashing lights, this life has a
And I can on the tip of my fingers
And I feel it, I it

(Verse)
Now I ain't sayin that I'm famous but the streets feel I made it
Come to Alabama, where they me like I'm savin
Bet my mama on that same block
round in that same car
Getting harassed by the cops
Feeling like I'm bout the drops
I mean haven't got a pot to piss in til I got a pot to cool in
And I got a couple rich friends who feelin like I'm friends
Boy a nigga say
Niggas say a changed
Feel like a cartoon wardrobe, I swear to God I'm the same
on feel my pain, going through so much
And while "fuck the fame", shit, where's the love?
I can't leave these streets — I lose my plug
If rap don't work for me, I'm back to drugs.
Havin hopes, cashin
Same will say, it up
Cus shit, I'm to go back to that shit
And while I'm getting tied to my riches
Money make it for bitch
I'm so close I can smell on my eyes and I see