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How did it get this way? Although  we're miles away
If we ballin  How did it get this way
Get this way Early demise
Lotta niggas round you tryna figure out who in disguise
Lotta haters round  you watch out for they put  you in the sky
Painful situations reproduced all these blue in my eyes

Tears four Every nigga lost
I got ambitions for these riches Im get it all
I'm praying heavy and I'm hopping god don't miss my call
Tangible on the annual  Money I manifested my nigga I made manual
Yeah talk to me on the way up My confidence on 100 My humble got me a pay cut
Y'all nigga smoking on Reggie yall make it brawl like a pacer
My weed is purple like Kobe my Cannabis smoke like laker
You know Jr smith right down to Bronny Jr
Success is destin I'm just hoping that it find me sooner
Rather than later My dunk package and lay up is  Kyrie and Zion
That why my attitude is def slightly defiant
50 told me get the money or die when you trying
And Jesus said believe him and it will happen timing
And I'm taking that shit in stride
These niggas pay for the pen but  they cant not pay for the mind
I know how to move in a room full vultures
Nigga please don't approach us Cant play by the rules of the game
And the culture cause These lames will provoke ya and you know
I'm the one you need and you know i'm the you need

But I'm still here
But I'm still here
But I'm
Niggas throwin' dirt on my name

But I'm still here
Niggas got a wound full of salt
But I'm still here
Young fly, sexy and I'm bald
But I'm still here
Balanced bitches tryna throw me off
But I'm
But I'm

New Air one's, yeah they off white
I can score 40 on a nigga on a off night
We ain't never seen ya, if we did, it'd be on sight
If they said they got me, well they must've had the wrong guy
Cause I ain't never lack
Eastside 57, bitch don't ask me where I'm at
Real life millie Row, that's what I, that's what I jack
Lost my everything and then I flew across the map

I just turned the tape in nigga, every record slaps
If this was a race, my nigga, I'd just overlap
Shorty this a, one night, baby, you look over packed
Military style, all my niggas movin' tact
Where you get that style from, you need to give it back
From where it's from, see my whole crew go dum-dum-dum
If that boy let all them shots, go master P and he'll say uh
I ain't never smoked no opps, I like my Kush, I like my runts
I don't care if you smoke papers, boy, I'm good, I like my Blunts
And we headed to the city
Yeah, it's young EQ and it's Really
Rolled up my last blunt , but I need a Philly
Boy, I'm too alive, they cannot kill me
Yeah, niggas throwin' dirt on my name, but I'm still here
Niggas got a wound full of salt, cause I'm still here
Young fly, sexy, and I'm bald, but I'm still here

Balance bitches tryna throw me off, and I'm still

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