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Sendin' this one out, to my man be
No doubt indeed, without weed, know what I'm
That old real

a war goin' on outside no man is safe from
You could run but you can't forever
these streets that we done took
You walkin' witcha head down to look
You cause ain't no such things as halfway crooks
never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to
Now we all grown up and old, and beyond the cop's
They better have the riot ready
Tryin' to bag me and get rocked
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you not much to go home wit'
My is thick, cause I be up in the mix of action
If I'm not at home, puffin lye
New got a nigga depressed
So I wear a underneath my Guess
God bless my soul, before I put my foot down and to stroll
And to the I built, and all unfinished beef
You will soon be killed, put us
It's like mixin' vodka and
I'm goin' out blastin', takin' my with me
And if not, they scarred, so they will never me
Lord me the Hennesey got me not knowin' how to act
I'm fallin' and I can't turn
Or maybe it's the words from my man Black
That I can't say so it's left a untold fact, until my
My goal's to alive
Survival of the fit the strong survive

Yo, yo
We livin' til the day that we die
Survival of the fit only the strong
(We still it)
We livin' this til the day we die
Survival of the fit only the strong
(Thug life, we livin' it)
We livin' this til the day we die
Survival of the fit only the survive
(We still it)
We this til the day that we die
(we livin' this til the day we die)
Survival of the fit the strong survive
(survival of the fit the strong)

I'm trapped, in two worlds, tryin' to get dough ya know
the dough get low the jewels go, but never that
As long as fiends smoke
I'll be on the hustlin countin' my stacks
No doubt, watchin' my back and with caution
Five-oh lurkin', no to get lost in the system
Niggas usin' fake to get out quick
My brother did it and got bagged with two
world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man when he got bagged, that fucked me up God
But shit happens for a
You find out who's your true peoples when upstate bleedin'
You can't find a shorty to your bid wit'chu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 difficult
on the streets I try to maintain
Tight with my loot, hoes like to run game
Some niggas like to but I ain't wit that trickin' shit
I'm like a Jew, savin' dough so I can big
a Lex, now I'm set, ready to jet
No matter how much loot I get I'm stayin' in the projects,
on the blocks we out-clever
If beef, we separate and pull together
When worse comes to worse and my peoples come
Try to and get them motherfuckin' feelings hurt
My crew's all loot
Fuck lookin' cute, I'm Timb boots and army certified suits
Puffin L's, laid back, enjoyin' the
In the gettin' down it ain't hard to tell
You better