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[Intro:] |
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Lil Snupe |
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Yea |
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Same life's a fucked up shit, |
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Happen in my hood every day |
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Only the strong survive outchea |
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Look |
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[Verse 1:] |
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I finally became a grown man |
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Now my old man, prayin for my pops |
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Hope he end up being a strong man |
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I didn't have him so I had to get my own plans |
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Now I'm with Meek, I started getting my own grands |
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But my mama still struggling on the low |
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Kinda got me thinking, should I go pick up the dough? |
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And plus I got connection, they ready for me to score |
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But is that the life I want? Real shit, hell no |
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Man I'm tryin to get this rap money, fuck trap money |
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I want that Rolls Royce, fuck Llac money |
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But at the same time I gotta double back money |
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And it ain't nothing like the weed and the crack money |
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Man this shit is wrong but it feel right |
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I'm really outchea tryin to get this shit every night |
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These niggas already know that I've been earned my stripes |
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And shout out to Meek Mill, that nigga really changed my life |
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[Interlude:] |
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I can feel it in the air |
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Man, I'm far from a Harvard student |
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I just had the balls to do it |
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[Verse 2:] |
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Look, I'm on the throne like a king |
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Ridin through the Miami streets in a Phantom, this shit kinda feelin like a dream |
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Lookin at my niggas like, look at what we came |
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Look the shit we did, now we finally in the game |
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Yea, I started from the bottom, now we here |
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I said we started from the bottom now my whole team fuckin here |
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Ain't no fuckin waitin on you niggas |
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We doin our own thing, we ain't hatin on you niggas |
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Just been playin A since day one, A since day one |
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And we got them guns and we a spray since day one |
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Ain't never changed, ain't never been no pussy |
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Always been a legend even when I was a rookie |
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Now all of you pussy ass niggas playin hooky but I still a kill one of you niggas if you push me |
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Hardest in the game and all you niggas gotta face it |
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I'm 2 Pac Shakur reincarnated |
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[Interlude:] |
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I can feel it in the air |
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I'm far from a Harvard student |
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I just had the balls to do it |
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[Verse 3:] |
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Look, me and my nigga used to fuck the same hoes, rock the same clothes |
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Now I got him on stage with me when I'm at shows |
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Everybody say man I ain't seen so many foes |
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These niggas rider came through here and they smell like drow |
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We smoking on that loud shit, I say that loud shit |
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So many white people, they tell us turn it out bitch |
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'Cause they say man is project nigga, he done finally get in the game |
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And he straight doin his thing |
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Yea I do this shit for my life, do this shit for my life |
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All them times when I was wrong say it turned out right |
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'Cause now I'm in that lime light and I shine right |
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And yo bitch keep my dick up under my right |
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Every time I'm in that studio |
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I make people pull they fuckin hair like they Coolio |
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'Cause they know I set it off like Cleo |
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My mixtape drop, I'm on the motherfuckin corner like Lebo, I'm gone |