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(Intro)
There's no lie, man I'm so
Gotta life, cus the day you die
No flashing lights, 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 what the fuck shit man
Nigga me out with the hot shit man
If you tryna get down, make a deal with the
show you firsthand how we deal with a hater
Killers out there'll have to with it later
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 don't mention what we did to them
you know how we do and we do all
Step through, I put the fire, it'll be more
And like your life on the line whenever we
If you say the wrong thing it could be yo
I'mma do a play in a major way
Nigga real
Smoke and think about how get paid today
Won't stop, can't til I'm major paid
If I die today then I die
Nigga, no lie
Because I every day of my life like a night life
K so we good it

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

(Verse)
Now I ain't sayin that I'm famous but the streets feel I made it
Come to Alabama, where they treat me I'm savin
Bet my still on that same block
round in that same car
Getting harassed by the same
Feeling like I'm bout the rain
I haven't got a pot to piss in til I got a pot to cool bricks in
And I got a couple rich friends who like I'm switching friends
Boy a say anything
say a nigga changed
Feel like a wardrobe, I swear to God I'm still the same
Come on my pain, going through so much
And it's "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.
hopes, cashin dubs
Same say, match it up
Cus shit, I'm to go back to that shit
And while I'm getting tied to my niggas'
Money make it for bitch
I'm so close I can smell on my eyes and I see