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Honor, trust, respect, devotion, friendship |
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Loyalty, karma, team, us, rock, solid(I can't go on this way) |
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The evil, damn |
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With no union and no benefits no dental plans |
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I can't eat off no 100 grand |
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I got cavities that need filin' |
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You can't feed a nigga peanut chews |
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Now, put ya feet up in a nigga shoes |
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A lack of green a give a nigga blues |
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A sip of purple make nigga rude |
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Make a grown person speak his open tomb(I can't go on this way) |
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**** dat, |
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I can't do it man |
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We make this chips off this gift |
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That we curse with |
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And then my mind drift |
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Am I defeating the purpose' |
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Cause you feel like shit |
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When miss your sons first shit |
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But who gone pay da bills supply |
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The meals no surplus |
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My baby, moma |
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Give me drama on the daily |
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Like she makin' it barely |
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And my kids is eaten rarely man(I can't go on this way) |
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Shit, I'm stressed out |
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I'm going through it |
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I can't do it |
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If you put puppies in the oven |
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Do that make them biscuits |
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Put hungry dogs in the kitchen |
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Will they eat the kittens |
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Do you hear me or you listen? |
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It's a big difference |
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Do you catch the line of the hook |
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Or are you still fishin'? |
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These are a couple questions |
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That I, need to be answered |
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Is these back woods |
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And weed givin' me cancer(I can't go on this way,ohh) |
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Shit ! I'm stressed out |
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Gone do it, |
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I can't do it |
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My moma say |
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I gotta nerve stress |
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Got her wakin' up |
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In cold sweats |
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I'm hard headed an owe |
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What make it worse |
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My lil brotha behind me |
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Blood pressure runnin' |
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Like Harriet she cant handle it |
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I gotta screamin'"Lord Jesus", like a hellya |
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Son I'm tellin' ya |
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Please don't make me bury ya(I can't go on this way, ohh) |
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I'm stressed man |
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I'm goin' through it |
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I was taught to trust in, |
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AllahBut still tie up ya camel |
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Use your tongue as your sword |
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And your book as your ammo |
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But when those bullets start flyin' |
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And you got pussys around you |
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And who you rely on on |
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Let them niggas surround you |
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Shit it make me fill like young |
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KeenthFrom the start |
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I was finished |
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How niggas start wit finish |
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And begin wit a ending?(I can't go on this way, ohh) |
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I'm stressed out |
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I can't take it no more man |
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I'm movin' ass backwards |
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With no forward progress |
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Feel asmatic like tread mills do from joggin' |
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Stagnat runnin' in place is tragic |
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My heart in the faith, |
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I don't practice |
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I still pray, |
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AllahForgive me for my actions' |
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Cause I spit gangsta |
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Think Muslim and act kaffa( can't go on this way, ohh) |
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Shit I still gotta feed my youngin's |
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And supply the hundred an', freeway |
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I can't wait until the rain turn to sunshine' |
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Cause I hate to spend my life |
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My life, my life, my life |
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Duckin' one time, free patrol the block |
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Get avoidin' by the government avoid the spot |
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Can't wait till rain turn to sunshine' |
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Cause I hate to spend |
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My life my life my life my life |
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Duckin' the cops(I can't go on this way, ohh) |
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I fell you big homie young gunnas |
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Uh, straight from the ghetto to ghetto |
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Or from the youngest be the ghettoist ones, uh |
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Tryna make as much as we could |
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Tryna make it but they gone make it hard as much as they could |
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That's why , that's why |
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That's why |
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I hate 'em and dem crackers |
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Ain't nothin' wit out paper |
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They look at us wit nuffin' and ah ah(I can't go on this way, ohh) |
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Came to far and |
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I ain't goin' backwards for nothin' |
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I ain't bein' distracted by nothin' |
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Migits size to dekemba |
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I ain't back up from nothin' |
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Moms still stressin' |
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It ain't the kids its the bills stressin' |
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She hold it down on her own |
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She held me down at the crib |
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Hold me down when |
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I'm goneShe held me down as a kid |
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Hold me down |
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When I'm grown an, ah(I can't go on this way, ohh) |
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I choose not refuse |
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Not down on my own |
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No off da streets runnin' |
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Wit da hottests lable in da industry |
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The hottest lable got an nigga lot of enemies |
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So now, when |
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I go in baseline |
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A nice size rachet |
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To throw in waste line |
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I gotta make mine |
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Mom bills ain't gettin' paid in |
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Kids ain't situated(I can't go on this way, ohh) |
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Y'all gotta make a decision before us' |
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Cause they way that we livin' ain't all good |
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Around the way |
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Where them hatin' ass niggas don't like us |
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Despite them we gone do it regardless |
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But all this commotion they causin' |
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I ain't wit it |
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We ain't wit it |
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They can get it all it takes is a call |
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And my dogs will be down let da rounds |
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Gotta admit though(I can't go on this way, ohh) |
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Someday gotta forget it though |
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Consequences for my sentence |
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Gotta forgive us though(I can't go on this way, ohh) |