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[Verse 1: Nipsey
Yeah, we know you to put in work that's old
Nigga and we seen your paperwork you
All these either sniffing glass or they living off the past
When i'm blowing money fast my bros
Lately I been seeing niggas they soul
How you catch a and bail out on parole?
I've state to state getting money on the road
Had to reevaluate who I could to to on the phone
Switch it up, spit the game pay attention, you listen up
Follow code and one day you get as rich as us
Seven digit, street nigga that ain't rich
Forty million on the crib that nigga Puff
Niggas buying yachts, niggas buying jets, that make me wanna buy the block just to
Help my young catch it before it's nothing left

Baby me the realest did it yeah
my day ones will remember this
Keep shit a hundred one until the death
Even when i'm gone they'll say I left
at the roof like i'm glad I never quit
That's my niggas though we'd never hit
Sticking to the script get rich and switch
All my role models doing sentences,
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Fuck each and every one of
I fear of them
Frank Lucas push his roof back in of him
Leave a nigga toothless it comes to the loot
I go stupid with the butt of the gun, know where i'm from?
North Philly where Fraizer and sparred
named Ahkbar they calling all cop cars
When they pull you over, they shoot you over moving
Now we Truman they know who we are
They a king from us, they X'd Malcolm out
You kidding me? I did my own history
Studied Illmatic, Reasonable Doubt that's the main reason why these rappers can't get me
Fuck em all, I hear the whistle know time to ball
Y'all throwing fouls but y'all don't wanna brawl
How you going on a mission with no vision? Fuck like a sight look at Stevie's ambition, we hood niggas that get it

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[Verse 3: Capone]
Different nigga now my pop's gone
Low tolerance promise get popped on
Microwave the bullets like popcorn
Grind heavy the cops or the rocks gone
Same nigga, so what? The time's
When I get money I used to find ways
Counting off the cavi in the hallway
It wasn't long before I figured out pays
We in search of them bright days
Dark streets, only light when police
Where niggas stress out and let shots off
Los Scan, a skillet it'll pop off
I hit the ave and posted with the raw
Sacked it up and niggas I had the cake moss
Nothing fancy, myself with the eight ball
It wasn't easy I had to on Hyde Park

Baby me the realest did it yeah
my day ones will remember this
Keep that shit a one until the death
Even when i'm they'll say I never left
Lookin' at the roof like i'm glad I never
That's my niggas though we'd never hit
Sticking to the script get rich and switch
All my role models doing sentences,
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