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

There's a war goin' on no man is safe from
You could run but you hide forever
From streets that we done took
You walkin' witcha head scared to look
You shook cause ain't no such things as halfway
never around when the beef cooks in my part of town
It's similar to
Now we all grown up and old, and the cop's control
They better the riot gear ready
Tryin' to bag me and get steady
By the mac one-double, I you
And leave you with not much to go wit'
My skin is thick, cause I be up in the mix of
If I'm not at home, lye relaxin'
New got a nigga depressed
So I wear a slug-proof my Guess
God my soul, before I put my foot down and begin to stroll
And to the drama I built, and all beef
You will soon be killed, put us
It's mixin' vodka and milk
I'm goin' out blastin', takin' my enemies me
And if not, they scarred, so will never forget me
Lord forgive me the got me not knowin' how to act
I'm fallin' and I can't turn
Or maybe it's the words my man Killa Black
That I can't say so it's left a fact, until my death
My goal's to alive
Survival of the fit only the strong

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

I'm trapped, in between two worlds, tryin' to get dough ya
When the dough get low the jewels go, but never
As as fiends smoke crack
I'll be on the block hustlin my stacks
No doubt, my back and proceed with caution
lurkin', no time to get lost in the system
Niggas fake names to get out quick
My did it and got bagged with two ounces
I-llegal where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that me up God
But happens for a reason
You find out who's your true peoples when upstate bleedin'
You can't a shorty to troop your bid wit'chu
Hit wit a 2 to 4 difficult
Wild on the streets I try to
with my loot, cause 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
Pushin' a Lex, now I'm set, to jet
No matter how loot I get I'm stayin' in the projects, forever
Jakes on the we out-clever
If beef, we never and pull together
When worse comes to worse and my peoples come
Try to react and get them feelings hurt
My crew's all about
Fuck lookin' cute, I'm strictly Timb boots and army suits
Puffin L's, back, enjoyin' the smell
In the Bridge down it ain't hard to tell
You realize