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[Verse 1: Nipsey
Yeah, we know you to put in work that's old
Nigga and we your paperwork you told
All these niggas either glass or they living off the past
When i'm blowing money with my bros
Lately I been niggas sell they soul
How you catch a and bail out on parole?
I've been state to getting money on the road
Had to reevaluate who I could to talk to on the
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
million on the crib like that nigga Puff
Niggas buying yachts, niggas buying jets, that make me wanna buy the block to reinvest
Help my niggas catch it before it's nothing left

Baby me the realest did it yeah
Hopefully my day will remember this
Keep that shit a hundred one until the
Even when i'm gone say I never left
Lookin' at the roof like i'm glad I never
That's my niggas women though we'd hit
Sticking to the script get rich and never
All my role doing sentences, yeah
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[Verse 2:
Fuck each and one of them
I fear of them
Lucas push his roof back in front of him
Leave a nigga toothless when it comes to the
I go stupid with the butt of the gun, where i'm coming from?
North Philly Fraizer and Muhammad sparred
Last Ahkbar they calling all cop cars
When they pull you over, they might shoot you over
Now that we Truman know who we are
They took a king us, they X'd Malcolm out
You kidding me? I did my own history
Illmatic, Reasonable Doubt that's the main reason why these rappers can't get with me
Fuck em all, I hear the whistle know it's to ball
Y'all niggas throwing fouls but y'all wanna brawl
How you going on a mission with no vision? Fuck Stevies like a sight at Stevie's ambition, we hood niggas that get it

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[Verse 3: Capone]
Different now that my pop's gone
Low tolerance you'd get popped on
Microwave the sounding like popcorn
heavy the cops come or the rocks gone
Same nigga, so what? The time's
I couldn't get money I used to find ways
Counting thousands off the cavi in the
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, like a it'll pop off
I hit the ave and posted the uncut raw
Sacked it up and told niggas I had the moss
Nothing fancy, protect with the eight ball
It wasn't I had to hustle on Hyde Park

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