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We life like we stars
Constantly medical right out them jars
Deserve a for surviving these scars
I'm ducking broads
The gun ain't seen a rifle this large
Computer thugs you niggas too hard
We backspace and a nigga
Them A list parties I never see niggas
That weed and liquor blurry vision
You'll see the picture
be defensive, L told me nigga just be consistent
From Little Caesar's
change you see 'em different
Aim for the top
class plane to Morocco
The change I ain't change
I might cop a
I'm after bags I'm eating crabs on blocks will not go
niggas sad
And you can smell it on me I am not
up the nitro, only copping coke when the price low
In the Maybach the driver follow where Artie Bike go
Learn before you meet your idols as far as I know
This pistol my insurance ain't no need for Geico

Take you to kitchens where actually cook
knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car, hit the
Now the shook
This pack just came in Cali
I ain't passing this
Remember sitting in the court like damn I'm back in these
From having arguments with smokers I have enough dust
Early 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do
Just ask for too much
we touch

New York City housing honor me
of the ghetto
Choppers
I should a medal for surviving
If you snooze, sleep with your nose
I did receive a medal from and rose above those
Obstacle courses where cops and shots'll stop you reaching your full potential
You dreaming, pinch you
with no sheet of paper
No pen or pencil, off the mental
Off the fly
Often they falsify what they through
I'm on old flyness
in Benzes
Minding my
My time is
My locked down they surviving through pictures
We wish we break the bars, the law's extensive
My gotta be twisted
You dealing with sickos,
Po-9, 12, vest for your chest in this hell
He wearing beads on his neck to cast away the
And tattoos of his loved ones that they resting

I could you to kitchens where they actually cook
knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car, hit the
Now the passenger
This pack just came in Cali
I ain't passing this
Remember sitting in the court damn I'm back in these cuffs
having arguments with smokers I ain't have enough dust
Early morning 50 hit the Ave in a rush
We get it might do credit
Just ask for too much
Hundreds we

I been rushing lately, the crazy
On Street leaning heavy, I pass the gun to shady
My shorty me
40's on me, I'm touching 80
Ten cash on me daily, I must be fucking crazy
The ladies me lately
Butter Mercedes, with a touch of gravy
That's brown
The motto is still fuck you, pay me
My neighbor addicted to water, he stuck in the
Same block you could lose your life
I be baby
My is way badder than yours, tell me why would I stare
dying my hair
I up, get high as a Lear
You looking at me too long, die for a stare
Drano said he like Giuseppe's, I'ma buy him a pair
run my city to the point I get high with the mayor
This Roc-A-Fella
But we forming a here
Triangle, smoke 'em, I watch them guys strangle
Lost of my closest
Now I know I got five

I could take you to kitchens where actually cook
knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car, hit the
Now the shook
This pack came in from Cali
I ain't passing kush
Remember sitting in the like damn I'm back in these cuffs
From having arguments with I ain't have enough dust
morning 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do
don't ask for too much
Hundreds we

we touch, I could, I could
Hundreds we
I might do credit, do credit...
Just ask for too much
we touch
I might do credit, do credit...
Hundreds we
Hundreds we
Gotta be a real nigga to feel a nigga
All you weirdos, huh, never get it
Eastside, border, Dirt Gang, way...