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Can I live my last day
honies that be nasty
Gettin' in the fast way
And I only halfway
But I can't let you pass me

Yo beef to you, three niggas with hoodies and bats
That ain't shit compared to one small cat with
we came here we cut off all kind circulation
Breathin', eatin', the situation
When we do our we do our shit for real
While you take your money for your deal and make own beats
your own sheets, that's aight but chill
I'ma that mil and cop only hot shit
Rock top shit, you how The Lox get
Then you can see me in the Bentley cockpit
Lox and B-I, hold our down for years
Gang not, but we been had our black
Niggas the stairs only understand what we got
Underground, all must get shot
You couldn't book me Dano, see put the burners
To all y'all, what nigga it I'm callin' y'all

You already know what about when I run up in your house
Put the gun up in your and get the money out the couch
you out is senseless, perhaps for instance
I give this faggot a kiss
Black gloves, no prints, dark
Word on the street they ain't heard him since
You know about after kicked the kid in
Since me and my can flip seven gri-dams
Scri-dam the flow is
Either you ridin' or you cause we swingin' iron
Lox and Poppa, niggas into Jim Hoffa
Who gon stop us, your joint double copper
You gettin' money or your runnin' from the
Ain't nothin' over here but sixteen, with one in the
And I swear
That all y'all niggaz out there got a this year

Can I 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be
Gettin' in the fast way
And I only care
But I still can't let you me

Can I 'til my last day
Hittin' honies that be
Gettin' money in the way
And I only halfway
But I still can't let you me

Before you of keepin' me down, heatin' me down
The flow water get deep and you drown
With no soul, niggas roll with no gold
Even the small kind got a little black
Your destiny is somethin' you can figure out
Niggas is happy 'til there's blood up in your mouth
There's a lot of killers, but who the hell are you to
There's a lot of dead, how the you take the pain?
with it, got money you better get with it
My man had the thug in him did his bid it
Get married to the game but never have a kid it
Advice from the wise, slice the
Too many schemes divides, when dreams
provide, war for the street to absorb
Stashed in the ceiling and you on the floor
a blind dove'll fall in love with a whore

Uhh, uhh, uhh
Who the fuck squeeze?
My Ease make MC's freeze
You up in cold sweats, they just dreams
You still apoligizin', analyzin', my and your size and
Realizin', a fist fight would be
You pop wines, I must pop nines
steel piece, nozzle in your grill piece
You're shook up, two bricks, every up
We can hook up, all I see is the
Disrespect, I ya
By the way, bricks, get flipped weekly
Sold by soldiers that mix weed the leak leak
Die for a dollar nigga, life sweet
Play for keeps wet with experts on the creep
I be the mob fiance, to marry it
Illegal transactions in with Arabics
Why not, fit twelve up in the bedroom
Imagine what they is like, make you a classic like
My LP, beef with me is unhealthy
Fuck around and get an ul-cer, your pulse or
Collapsed lung, how many gats I brung
For them homos, doin' promos
Break both your legs you're slow-mo, got shined to glow mo'
Nine hundred and six grams, you need for mo'

Can I live my last day
honies that be nasty
Gettin' in the fast way
And I only halfway
But I can't let you pass me

Can I 'til my last day
Hittin' honies be nasty
Gettin' in the fast way
And I only care
But I still let you pass me