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(Intro)
There's no lie, man I'm so
live life, cus the day you die
No flashing lights, this life has a
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 a matter what the fuck shit man
Nigga tryin me out the hot shit man
If you tryna get down, make a deal the maker
We'll show you firsthand how we deal with a
Killers out have to live with it later
Shoot him in the head and deal with it
Man made up, fit to them
Guess I'm only waitin only get to them
Hatin ass nigga don't them
But please don't 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 life 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
Nigga that's
Smoke and think how I'mma get paid today
Won't stop, can't til I'm major paid
If I die today I die smiling
Nigga, no lie
Because I live every day of my life like a life
K so we about it

(Hook)
I can feel on the tip of my
no lie, man I'm so high
I like I've been sleepin with angels
Gotta life, cus the day you die
Every day the true famous
No flashing lights, this has a price
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 feel like I made it
Come to Alabama, they treat me like I'm savin
Bet my mama still on that block
Ridin round in that car
Getting by the same cops
Feeling I'm bout the rain drops
I mean haven't got a pot to piss in til I got a pot to cool in
And I got a couple friends who feelin like I'm switching friends
Boy a nigga say
say a nigga changed
Feel like a cartoon wardrobe, I swear to God I'm the same
Come on feel my pain, going so much
And while it's "fuck the fame", shit, where's the
I leave these streets — I can't 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 through to go to that shit
And while I'm tied to my niggas' riches
Money it for better bitch
I'm so I can smell on my eyes and I see clearly