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Tradin' 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
Dreams fulfilled, gave us more room to climb made more time for wounds to heal I can see the sun, must've blessed to be the one Set free to run, same baby moms, new seed to
Breathin' lungs, through the see the thumb So regardless, male or female, either one G's and tons out, coped the ranch house To plan Martin, needed some space to plot my out
Speak of life, still rock low, plus the type Be for kites pushin' a stick make you breeze life See through sites, gun shots, to run spots Slung rocks, nearly got rich off of one
Saw the light, a case, couldn't afford to fight Lawyer white, had to cop out or face more than Poison bites, my brain, high flames Tryin' to change, between worlds kinda strange
Tradin' places wanna of the pie guy, bad guy, we each gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of While die in vain tryin' to front for a name
Tradin' places wanna of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we each die It's all a game, some'll make the Hall Of While others'll die in tryin' to front for a name
Yo, it's either or, used to by girl, Lee G's galore, Christian Dior, believe in war Need some more currency, streets me Third degree, tryin' to see billions they murder me
Thoroughly thoughts react, let the Porsche Across tracks catch me in Haiti, ridin' back religion, study life, tryin' to see the vision Weeks in I'll help a wise man peep his livin'
decisions, analyze, scope the game, With hopes to change before the overdose the brain Most remain shock waves, I stage through the Tropic Haze Palm Trees, puffin' lye for days
Liver ways, cold chillin', old villan, known for Sittin' back, millions right or wrong? Shorter days, nights is long Keep ya cipher strong, in case, it be on
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places wanna piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we gotta die all a game, some'll make the Hall Of Fame While others'll die in tryin' to front for a name
So what's the remedy, from bein' by your enemy Envy me, had a heart since infancy Below freezin', used to flip for no Now that, learned to relax, master slow breathin'
hundreds, spendin' paper's so redundant I'm from it, most large niggas and done with No one to run with, just a few from the old Ocean cruise, lain' back soakin' the
Scopin' the views, once, open the news It's all stress, on the broke and confused So know the game, make the Hall Of Fame While others'll die in vain to front for a name
Tradin' wanna piece of the pie Good guy, bad guy, we each die It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame While others'll die in vain tryin' to for a name
Tradin' wanna piece of the pie guy, bad guy, we each gotta die It's all a game, some'll make the Of Fame others'll die in vain tryin' to front for a name