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I can tell you' bout the Five I can show you what them buy I can tell you my block ties I can you to the far side Poor decision makin' plagued you niggas' You sellin' crack up on your momma While she still through her new divorce He has a thrill as he raise his he really needs to raise his boys Young thugs so much talent Young thugs havin' no Young havin' no fathers Young niggas dope charges Growin' up she say she felt Now she strippin' for 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 Where I'm from I guess how it goes
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The Beloved says man bars is somethin' you gotta deal with Whole cards but nothin' that you can build with That sound like bullshit out a bull mouth the tepee is a full house Simple shelter you out the cold If you it close together, we'll never fold Why you lettin' the devil beat you out your You don't in God then at least believe in odds This of our is just a house of cards Just without the yards, and nice adjacent We was born black but that make you dark Even a handful of hearts Mind on the 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 D-O-P-E bob and weave 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 oxen free That ain't why they me, yeah, yeah Poor decider since 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables Now early 30s, my pressure's incredible Medical, yeah nigga I'm you Coveting over community Rappers influence shootin' sprees Turn and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do with me Easy to so ruthlessly niggas
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Can't tell you that H dude But I'll tell you this hate dude And I'll show you where raise a tool I have a nigga for the labels or the latest shoes I'm from an era gold trinkets could buy attention And the hoes thinking might blow your winky for a known Label that'll fuck a sale and suck a store apparel, who dream of Rolls, but can't Accord Or afford, a Dodge, or a Where she end up on your knob cause she has never adored help us, my generation come to an end Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' I mean why should I pretend? Walk a day up in my my soul is possessed I'm reppin' my set, no who posin' against I got hot, they only good option to vent
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