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(Intro)
There's no lie, man I'm so
live 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
Won't run the streets, I wouldn't get
Not today and this a matter what the shit man
tryin me out with the hot shit man
If you tryna get down, a deal with the maker
show you firsthand how we deal with a hater
Killers out there'll have to live it later
him in the head and deal with it later
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 mention what we did to
you know how we do and we do all
Step through, I put the fire, be more tall
And your life on the line whenever we talk
If you say the thing it could be yo loss
do a kick play in a major way
Nigga that's
Smoke and about how I'mma get paid 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 like a night
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 been sleepin angels
Gotta life, cus the day you die
Every day the true become
No flashing lights, life has a price
And I can on the tip of my fingers
And I feel it, I it

(Verse)
Now I sayin that I'm famous 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 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 feelin like I'm friends
Boy a nigga say
say a nigga changed
Feel like a cartoon wardrobe, I to God I'm still the same
Come on feel my pain, going so much
And while it's "fuck the fame", shit, where's the
I can't leave streets — I can't lose my plug
If rap don't work for me, I'm to sellin' drugs.
hopes, cashin dubs
Same will say, it up
Cus shit, I'm to go back to that shit
And while I'm tied to my niggas' riches
Money it for better bitch
I'm so close I can smell on my and I see clearly