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[Verse 1: Meek
Homies and I miss 'em
Rest up in the system
Trayvon in a hoodie, MAC with a fully, I won't be a victim
Pyrex in the kitchen
the lord gon' forgive us
Go to war with the
For the of Benjis, saw it in my dinner
I went from to K
a bus to catchin' a Wraith
Banana boy, up in my
I'm tryna me an eighth
They tryna touch on my
I barely can sleep
I gotta lay my peeps
Every single day of the week
They my daddy in nine-two
I had to in the streets
with niggas from down the block
I had to up to beef
gon' wake up the neighbors
They gotta up to me
Smokin' dope got me paranoid like the Reaper was for me
Tell my that we gon' die about this shit
I come a place where niggas die about a diss
You ain't in the hood so we can't slide by your
Cookin' so much fuckin' I might get high off that brick

Eearz]
Can't ever forget, can't ever
Them remind me, to get back on my [?]
Where I come niggas 'round here die 'bout that shit
Me and mine so fuck the side, I am drippy
shit that remind me, all the days I had less
Hatin' on me for what? you go get a check
You gon' do what to better say it with your chest
We gon' for your neck, I suggest you protect

[Verse 2:
Ma died in oh-five, it was no one but me
Popped out that pussy nine-two, fell in love the streets
I do not do perpetuations, real talk and the statements
Hide the masses, I hit
I need participation
They said that I be nothin'
It's just like a nigga to be hatin'
I got for myself and he ain't
I'm tryna pull up, make the block faint
The stained inside, candy paint
I the [?] 'cause a nigga don't drank it
Only get faded on occasions
Like when I get new Ben Franks
I got niggas on the roof and the
For the ones who think be blank
We hit him up at the top of his
Strong arm who, bitch I get
Told him strip, let the lil baby
Now off rip name in the race
Need no nigga, I depend on my
I bet they me a Wraith and a [?]
Put all the aways in the game and put a [?] out his ways
See niggas don't know all the pain and see all my struggle
See I came straight out of them crevices and gutter
These niggas don't know about it, better then not tell 'em I 'em, yeah I show 'em

[Chorus:
ever forget, can't ever forget
Them haters me, to get back on my [?]
Where I come from niggas 'round die 'bout that shit
Me and mine so fuck the other side, I am
This shit that me, all the days I had less
Hatin' on me for what? you should go get a
You gon' do to who? better say it with your chest
We gon' come for your neck, I suggest you

[Verse 3: Mill]
Yeah, they'll smoke you for a
Niggas kill him for a
Gotta how I'm movin'
Freddie Kruger with the
They'll kill you you're talkin' peace
Learned that shit from Luther
Gotta move with a
More jewels than a
Niggas be for what
You should go get you a
Diamonds they jumping like
But we still moving like
Head shot, shot
Bang bang, what you do with that vest?
Ran off like thirty
a fuck 'bout who the connect
We was living to die
Now we dying to live
put my dog in the sky
We bottles to live
You better check your 'fore I put a check on the top of his head
Bitches be checking for me they know a nigga on top of his bread
I drop four Uno
Fuck a popstar, get
Two bad hoes in my two
my fleece on [?]
Went OG on OG
My nigga he a fool though
We had to go get it OT
I made a off two O's

Eearz]
Can't ever forget, ever forget
Them haters me, to get back on my [?]
I come from niggas 'round here die 'bout that shit
Me and mine so fuck the side, I am drippy
This shit that remind me, all the I had less
Hatin' on me for what? you should go get a
You do what to who? better say it with your chest
We gon' come for your neck, I suggest you