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Lil B]
Yeah, yeah we in it, you namsayin'?
This for the fuckin you feel me
talk man motherfuckers that grew up with dirt shit
Motherfuckers was in that house you didn't even
You namsayin'? we came up from nothing to unda man its that struggle pain music, we done made it

1: Lil B]
Grew up not that a nigga was po
Tryna get it from the might as well take it all
Whole family up cause errybody for self
Nobody fuck with me a nigga ain't got it
But I got everything people can't stop it
Tryna go online like
Tryna make more than a bio
Only living for
Puttin' money on your head, I'm living for that
Had to dig and see where my feelings was at
You niggas pussy, I can't even fuck with you
I won't go out I might hurt somebody
Gotta stay cool, cause you get bodied
Real karate, ain't gon' motherfuckin' save ya
Bitch try to kick a motherfuckin'
Better the gun blazer
Got the blazer
The one the Blazers
98 dope act cost as much as the
For with the gat to mats
I'm just even my match
Starin' at you in the face
How you gon' face the
Mistakes in your props? (You me?)
Might as well push cake you won't go shop
Everyday I
And I you get high cause you can't face the truth
Niggas tell when they in the booth
Rap so easy I tell the truth
Lil B rap all he make is presents
Every gift is a present wrapped up in a
My game get deeper when a be stressin'
Back against the wall, you niggas is
I might rob a millionaire cause I'm his bitch
Feel like I wanna go back to licks
Man, some I'm a jealous bitch
centered, man I'm in the mix
Thank God for all my
I was bout life and you was thinkin' 'bout bitches
You snitched before, I was my business
I'm so like the government
And I got money like the government
I'm so real man, they sufferin'
Fuck they gon' pay for my strugglin'
Niggas up poor and my hustlin'
thing I know is rap and this thuggin'
Workin hard living life not
You me? You niggas ain't nothin
I'm comin from the top, I'm like my cousin
Do it for the people 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 cool player type cat
Listen to some and I play a lil' of the sax
be a pimp because I stay with the mac
Shoutout to lesbians because I stay the strap
They talk shit, but they always say 'Im playin'
Calm hittin' in the hood people sayin' my
I ain't with that, took bus rides yeah I did
Set up some dealers and I left 'em a chin strap
People shit and next month they die
I'mma 'em in they ass off Xanny and Molly
Everybody sell drugs, you can suck my
Weed a too, you stupid bitch
I don't give a man, I'm real as shit
Shout out to Oakland and Lil B you bitch

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