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Tell 'em for me
It was God that Dre to me
brought the nigga Kanye for me
Bless but them shot Big
a nigga feel ashamed of the the city where he live
Make a nigga hate the logo on the cap
Thinking back to that beamer, wish my Pac was strapped
But I'm dreaming Las Vegas Boulevard, Afeni's bullet scars
king of Diamonds until the feds pull they cards
Not the though
Hip Hop was better off when it was just Dre, Scarface, and
Memoirs of the gold
It's a cold game nigga, Johnny
Black with the gold frame
Nigga said he sold 'caine a bold claim
14 had a that could throw flames
So strange, to blow they mind, Cobain

Mama me 'cause I'm tryna make a living, hah
Them niggas hatin' that Royce Phantom killing, hah
Niggas shining like they from the ceiling, hah
Me and 'Ye (Something like my Jesus piece, hah)
willin', I see a billion
'Til then, I let my nuts hang (Something like my piece)
them suicide doors up
And let that Holy Ghost (Something like my Jesus piece)

the crack music, nigga
Never a verse 'cause I was making trap music, nigga
I'm not an army, I'm a
The is water, Andre tried to Ice Cube him
Ice Cubin', translucent
on my side tryna get my Trues loose
When I'm talkin' 'bout God, she 'posed to bow her
Now she all on the blog, steady postin' 'bout her
Got me thinking like a father, is the safe?
Got me clinging to my daughter like shark in water
Rocks in my ears Titanic
This is my life and exactly how I planned it, damn it
God everything happens for a reason
I seen seasons at The Four Seasons
Take that chinchilla off, kids is freezing
up in the same pot they ain't got to pee in

Mama me 'cause I'm tryna make a living, hah
niggas hatin' 'cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah
Niggas shining like they hanging the ceiling, hah
Me and 'Ye killing (Something my Jesus piece, hah)
willin', I see a billion
'Til then, I let my nuts hang (Something like my piece)
Throw them suicide up
And let that Holy Ghost (Something like my Jesus piece)

on gold leashes
Cruisers, around greases make them
I'm the sun shining with God
closer to a true blood bleeder, soul of a southern preacher
Went from dinner with bottom feeders to world
We throw the peace up, knowing the world us
Eagerness to life and see the bright lights
To sacrifices we made sorta Christ-like
At the after party thinking what the like
He paid for my sins, is it really right?
Fuck it, I see the light, raw Stacy
Can't deny my Jesus that's so Peter-like
Chicks for dough, get low for mo'
A she end up at the condo
Jane Doe or a golden angel
Pendant on an angle, watch the chain

Mama me 'cause I'm tryna make a living, hah
niggas hatin' 'cause that Royce Phantom killing, hah
Niggas shining like they hanging the ceiling, hah
Me and 'Ye (Something like my Jesus piece, hah)
Lord willin', I see a
'Til then, I let my hang (Something like my Jesus piece)
Throw suicide doors up
And let that Holy Ghost swang (Something like my piece)