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

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

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