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I can tell you' the Mach Five I can show you what them buy I can tell you 'bout my ties I can take you to the far Poor decision makin' you niggas' lives You sellin' up on your momma porch While she still goin' her new divorce He has a as he raise his voice When he really needs to raise his Young thugs so much talent thugs havin' no balance Young niggas havin' no Young catchin' dope charges up she say she felt alone Now she for that pot of gold fish in the bowl They say her mother never her role I heard her mother always on the Her always wearin' gold I'm from I guess that's how it goes
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The T-Rex says Grown man bars is you gotta deal with Whole hand but nothin' that you can build with That sound bullshit from out a bull mouth the tepee is a full house Simple keep you out the cold If you it close together, we'll never fold Why you the devil beat you out your soul You don't believe in God then at believe in odds This house of our is just a of cards Just the yards, and nice adjacent parks We was born black but that shit'll you dark Even a handful of hearts on the club just to find a little love, my regards Cause your P-O-V is poverty It's like D-O-C a lottery, D-O-C be lock and key Finna D-O-P-E bob and And the boxer free Up out them like it was Rocky 3 Caught up in the now Look at how we came out like olly olly free That ain't why they me, yeah, yeah Poor decider since 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles Instead of buildin' up a habit in them Now early 30s, my pressure's incredible Medical, nigga I'm tellin' you Coveting cars over Rappers influence your shootin' Turn around and bars like it ain't got shit to do with me Easy to so ruthlessly Rich
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Can't you 'bout that H dude But I'll tell you 'bout this hate And I'll show you where they raise a I have a late for the labels or the latest shoes I'm an era where gold trinkets could buy attention And the hoes might blow your winky for a known emblem Label whores that'll fuck a and suck a store Lust apparel, who of Rolls, but can't Accord Or afford, a Dodge, or a Where she end up on your knob she has never been adored Lord us, my generation come to an end Cause we all selfish, but shallow, how we gon' swim? I really why should I pretend? Walk a day up in my tennis; my is possessed I'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin' Once I got hot, they only option to vent
Aye Ricky flip the mission How 'bout poor niggas rich decisions? Poor niggas makin' rich shit right there is more efficient I that might be a better description niggas makin' rich decisions Can't afford 'em but you still get 'em That's a poor nigga making decisions Buyin' jewelry but you you're vision Yeah! On a Yeah! part 2