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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
run the streets, I wouldn't get high
Not today and this a matter what the shit man
Nigga me out with the hot shit man
If you tryna get down, make a deal with the
We'll show you firsthand how we deal a hater
Killers out have to live with it later
Shoot him in the head and deal it later
Man he's up, fit to them
Guess I'm only waitin only I'mma get to
Hatin ass nigga mention 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, be more tall
And your 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 real
Smoke and think about how I'mma get today
Won't stop, can't rest til I'm 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 on the tip of my fingers
There's no lie, man I'm so
I feel like been sleepin with angels
Gotta life, cus the day you die
Every day the true famous
No flashing lights, life has a price
And I can on the tip of my fingers
And I it, I feel it

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