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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 get high
Not today and this a what the fuck shit man
Nigga me out with the hot shit man
If you get down, make a deal with the maker
We'll show you how we deal with a hater
Killers out there'll have to live with it
Shoot him in the head and with it later
Man he's made up, fit to
I'm only waitin only I'mma get to them
Hatin ass don't mention them
But please don't what we did to them
Nigga you how we do and we do all
through, I put the fire, it'll be more tall
And like your life on the whenever we talk
If you say the wrong it could be yo loss
do a kick play in a major way
Nigga real
Smoke and think about how I'mma get today
stop, can't rest til I'm major paid
If I die today then I die
Nigga, no lie
I live every day of my life like a night life
K so we good it

(Hook)
I can feel on the tip of my
There's no lie, man I'm so
I like I've been sleepin 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 that I'm famous but the streets feel like I made it
Come to Alabama, they treat me like I'm savin
Bet my mama on that same block
Ridin round in same car
Getting harassed by the cops
Feeling like I'm bout the drops
I mean haven't got a pot to in til I got a pot to cool bricks in
And I got a rich friends who feelin like I'm switching friends
Boy a say anything
Niggas say a nigga
Feel like a wardrobe, I swear to God I'm still the same
Come on feel my pain, going through so
And while it's "fuck the fame", shit, the love?
I can't leave these streets — I can't my plug
If rap work for me, I'm back to sellin' drugs.
Havin hopes, dubs
Same will say, it up
Cus shit, I'm through to go to that shit
And while I'm getting to my niggas' riches
Money make it for bitch
I'm so close I can on my eyes and I see clearly