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

(Verse)
And man who can say one say I
run the streets, I wouldn't get high
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 with the maker
We'll show you firsthand how we with a hater
Killers out have to live with it later
Shoot him in the and deal with it later
Man he's up, fit to them
I'm only waitin only I'mma get to them
Hatin ass nigga mention them
But don't mention 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 your on the line whenever we talk
If you say the wrong thing it could be yo
I'mma do a kick play in a way
that's 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 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 it, I feel it

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