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I can tell bout the Mach Five I can show you what them buy I can tell you my block ties I can take you to the far Poor decision plagued you niggas' lives You sellin' up on your momma porch While she still through her new divorce He has a as he raise his voice When he really needs to his boys Young thugs with so talent Young havin' no balance Young niggas no fathers Young niggas catchin' charges up she say she felt alone Now she strippin' for that pot of 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 that's how it
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The T-Rex says Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta with Whole hand cards but that you can build with That sound like bullshit from out a mouth Even the is a full house shelter keep you out the cold If you it close together, we'll never fold Why you lettin' the beat you out your soul You don't in God then at least believe in odds This house of our is just a of cards Just without the yards, and nice parks We was born but that shit'll make you dark Even a handful of hearts Mind on the club to find a little love, my regards Cause your P-O-V is poverty It's D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key Finna D-O-P-E bob and And the boxin' free Up out them like it was Rocky 3 up in the game now Look at how we came out like olly oxen free That ain't why watchin' me, yeah, yeah Poor decider since 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles of buildin' up a habit in them vegetables Now 30s, my blood pressure's incredible Medical, yeah I'm tellin' you Coveting cars over Rappers influence your sprees Turn around and publish bars like it ain't got to do with me Easy to record so Rich
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tell you 'bout that H dude But tell you 'bout this hate dude And I'll you where they raise a tool I have a late for the labels or the latest shoes I'm an era where gold trinkets could buy attention And the hoes thinking blow your winky for a known emblem whores that'll fuck a sale and suck a store Lust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but can't Or afford, a Dodge, or a Where she end up on knob cause she has never been adored Lord help us, my come to an end we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we gon' swim? I really why should I pretend? Walk a day up in my tennis; my soul is I'm reppin' my set, no matter who against Once I got hot, they only option to vent
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