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places wanna piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name
Dreams fulfilled, us more room to build Strong climb made time for wounds to heal I can see the sun, been blessed to be the one Set to run, same baby moms, new seed to come
Breathin' lungs, the sonogram see the thumb So regardless, or female, love either one G's and tons branched out, coped the ranch To Martin, needed some space to plot my plans out
Speak of life, still rock low, the sneaker type Be for pushin' a stick make you breeze through life See sites, gun shots, used to run spots Slung rocks, got rich off of one block
Saw the light, caught a case, afford to fight Lawyer white, had to cop out or face than life Poison bites, my brain, flyin' high Tryin' to change, between worlds kinda strange
places wanna piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we each die It's all a game, make the Hall Of Fame While others'll die in vain tryin' to for a name
Tradin' places wanna of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we each die It's all a game, some'll the Hall Of Fame While others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a
Yo, either or, used to by girl, Lee Rahol G's galore, Dior, devils believe in war Need some currency, streets observin' me Third degree, to see billions before they murder me
Thoroughly thoughts react, let the mack Across tracks catch me in Haiti, ridin' horse Seek religion, study life, to see the vision Weeks in prison I'll a wise man peep his livin'
Reach decisions, analyze, the game, hopes to change before the stress overdose the brain Most remain shock waves, I rock through the Tropic Haze Palm Trees, puffin' lye for days
Liver ways, cold chillin', old villan, known for Sittin' back, controlin' What's right or wrong? Shorter days, nights is Keep ya cipher strong, in case, it be on
Tradin' places piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name
Tradin' places piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame While others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a
So what's the remedy, from bein' invaded by enemy Envy me, had a cold since infancy freezin', used to flip for no reason Now beyond that, learned to relax, master slow
Blowin' hundreds, spendin' paper's so I'm from it, most niggas over and done with No one to run with, just a few from the old Ocean cruise, lain' back the blues
the views, never once, open the news It's all stress, placed on the and confused So know the game, some'll make the Hall Of While others'll die in tryin' to front for a name
Tradin' places piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name
Tradin' places piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die It's all a game, some'll the Hall Of Fame While others'll die in vain to front for a name