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

Baby me the ever did it yeah
Hopefully my day ones 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 quit
That's my niggas women we'd never hit
to the script get rich and never switch
All my role models sentences, yeah
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[Verse 2:
Fuck and every one of them
I fear none of
Frank Lucas push his roof back in 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
named Ahkbar they calling all cop cars
When they pull you over, might shoot you over moving
Now that we Truman know who we are
They took a king from us, 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 time to
Y'all niggas throwing fouls but y'all wanna brawl
How you going on a mission with no vision? Fuck Stevies like a look 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 promise get popped on
the bullets sounding like popcorn
Grind heavy the cops or the rocks gone
Same nigga, so The time's changed
When I couldn't get money I used to ways
Counting thousands off the cavi in the
It wasn't long before I figured out pays
We still in of them bright 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 with the uncut raw
it up and told niggas I had the cake moss
Nothing fancy, protect myself with the eight
It wasn't easy I had to hustle on Hyde

Baby me the realest ever did it
Hopefully my day will remember this
that 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 never
All my role doing sentences, yeah
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