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[Verse 1: Nipsey
Yeah, we know you used to put in work old
Nigga and we seen your paperwork you
All these niggas either sniffing glass or living off the past
i'm blowing money fast with my bros
Lately I been niggas sell they soul
How you catch a case and out on parole?
I've been state to state getting 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 'gon get as as us
Seven digit, street nigga that rich enough
Forty on the crib like that nigga Puff
Niggas buying yachts, niggas buying jets, that make me wanna buy the block just to
Help my young niggas it before it's nothing left

Baby me the ever did it yeah
Hopefully my day ones will this
Keep shit a hundred one until the death
Even when i'm they'll say I never left
Lookin' at the like i'm glad I never quit
my niggas women though we'd never hit
Sticking to the get rich and never switch
All my models doing sentences, yeah
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[Verse 2:
Fuck each and one of them
I fear none of
Frank push his roof back in front of him
Leave a nigga toothless when it to the loot
I go stupid with the butt of the gun, know i'm coming from?
North Philly where Fraizer and Muhammad
Last named Ahkbar they calling all cop
When they pull you over, they might shoot you moving
Now that we they know who we are
They a king from us, they X'd Malcolm out
You kidding me? I did my own black
Illmatic, Reasonable Doubt that's the main reason why these rappers can't get with me
Fuck em all, I hear the know it's time to ball
Y'all niggas throwing but y'all don't wanna brawl
How you going on a mission with no vision? Fuck Stevies like a sight look at Stevie's ambition, we hood niggas get it

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[Verse 3: Capone]
nigga now that my pop's gone
Low tolerance you'd get popped on
Microwave the sounding like popcorn
Grind heavy the cops come or the gone
Same nigga, so what? The changed
When I couldn't get money I used to find
thousands off the cavi in the hallway
It wasn't before I figured out crime pays
We still in search of them days
streets, only light when police raid
Where niggas stress out and let that off
Los Scan, like a skillet pop off
I hit the ave and posted the uncut raw
Sacked it up and niggas I had the cake moss
Nothing fancy, protect with the eight ball
It easy I had to hustle on Hyde Park

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