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Lil B]
Yeah, we back in it, you namsayin'?
This for the fuckin you feel me
Real talk man motherfuckers grew up with dirt shit
Motherfuckers was in that house you didn't even
You namsayin'? we came up from to that unda man its that struggle pain music, we done made it

1: Lil B]
Grew up not that a nigga was po
get it from the stove might as well take it all
Whole broke up cause errybody for self
Nobody with me cause a nigga ain't got it
But I got everything most people stop it
go online like Tidal
Tryna make more than a bio
living for cash
Puttin' money on your head, bitch I'm for that
Had to dig deep and see my feelings was at
You sold pussy, I can't even fuck with you
I won't go out because I might hurt
Gotta cool, cause you might get bodied
life karate, ain't gon' motherfuckin' save ya
Bitch try to kick a laser
Better respect the gun
Got the blazer
The one that's the
98 act cost as much as the Lakers
For real with the gat to
I'm just tryna even my
Starin' at you in the face
How you gon' the God?
Mistakes in your props? (You me?)
Might as well push cake cause you go shop
Everyday I
And I you get high cause you can't face the truth
tell lies when they in the booth
Rap so easy I tell the truth
Lil B past rap all he make is
gift is a present wrapped up in a message
My game get deeper a nigga be stressin'
Back against the wall, you niggas is
I might rob a millionaire cause I'm suckin' his
like I wanna go back to hittin licks
Man, some times I'm a jealous
centered, man I'm in the mix
Thank God for all my
I was bout life and you was thinkin' 'bout bitches
You before, I was minding my business
I'm so illegal like the
And I got street money like the
Everyday I'm so man, they sufferin'
Fuck they gon' pay for my strugglin'
Niggas up poor and my hustlin'
Only thing I know is rap and this
Workin hard living not sucker
You feel me? You ain't nothin
I'm from the top, I'm special like my cousin
Do it for the that always said I wouldn't
Lil

x8]
This is Lil B,
Lil B,

2: Lil B]
You suckers shit bitch, run up
I'm tryna be cool, but you always started
And I'mma real cool player cat
Listen to some and I play a lil' of the sax
Can't be a pimp because I stay the mac
to lesbians because I stay with the strap
They always talk shit, but always say 'Im playin'
Calm hittin' in the hood people sayin' my
I ain't with that, bus rides yeah I did that
Set up some dealers and I left 'em with a strap
People shit and next month they die
I'mma 'em in they ass off Xanny and Molly
sell drugs, you can suck my dick
Weed a too, you stupid bitch
I give a fuck man, I'm real as shit
Shout out to North Oakland and Lil B you

3: Lil B]
You suckers talkin' you can get your ass burnt
Shootin' up droppin' off they kids
Crack was a nigga daycare
Wonder why a nigga stay there
I got love in my
Don't hate yourself just you dark
Bitch we gon' live this
If you really the hood we gon' be alright
Lil Boss