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You got all them dead homies, throw in the towel

You ain't get no get back for your homies, you's a clown
Broski died, I ain't get no sleep, I

They'll black ball you if you aint round the real business man 
They'll lie in your face tell you anything 
I heard you niggas going up but you niggas going

Yo quan

Wassup man?

I think i might cop me a tesla
Im in a good mood cos my b*tch woke me up out my sleep 
Just to show what her neck a do
I'm back

shit
Around the time we got kick out together
I helped you pack your shit
I packed a lil bit of mine
And As I watched you cry
While driving down road
I

my music motivate you to go fight all your fears 
I live an ordinary n*gga's dream-life in a year hanh 

See I ain't realize how all this sh*t was

you a lil' one so I could spoil him 
Swear I miss your ass so much, you need a son
Won't never forget how we was mobbin' in the club
We was rockin'

chocolate shake
Yeah, And imma sit and go to sleep and I ain't talkin' bout the wake
Niggas say they on the come up, well, let's see how long it take
Always

blast at ya
Throw your body in da Nile
I'm not a doctor, but I had patience I got my check up and I took my time
Built my foundation, brick by brick
LLC

my god they talkin shit again, had to force my hand I flipped the pen

Got another pack and flipped again, a few of yall were here to witness it.

I

This world won't tear me down
It's I who wears the crown
They hate to see me now
There's greatness all around

Destined for greatness
Back in

but I heard you put a 10 on me
That shit ain't enough lil nigga you know that I'm big dog
I'm Brian Dawkins on Cornell I'll fuck around get you picked

a couple of yours I'm bout that
Really from the trenches I was sleep on the floors by mouse traps
Women in my family like them niggas with drugs and big

stop yea
This verse is all wrong
This verse is bygones
Well versed in house calls
I'll get ahold of you by any means
I let that semi squeeze
If anyone

die
I look my bi**h in the eye and tell her you bet not cry
I gave you game on how to spot a lame thats enough to get you by
I showed you how to get ya

lil' bitch you know why
Been working, I don't sleep, I'm so tired
Play with me, you chose the wrong side
Need some (Uh), then I'm the right guy
When you

it
Yeah, spoil my lil' bitch and I'm glad to do it
Yeah, money doin' tricks, flip your attitude
Yeah, we been gettin' rich, still got gratitude
Yeah,

I'm doing music with no label or no management
I'm tryna do it on my own, but it gets challenging
Got here by myself, don't need nobody else
Times

’m not with it I’m prone 
Maybe take a minute to be set in my zone 
Tryna take the pain and make it better eyes closed 
Well maybe just lil bit will get me

to sleep at night
When you get out from your Porsche At home

How bout spreading the wealth a lil Bit bruh
This time I ain't askin
Imma take it for myself uh

the dark with little Ms
Drive by real smooth before going in
Thinking 'should I be a gentleman and see if she can fit it in like Cinderella did?
Or should I

Stop talkin bout no action
The ops coming you show acting
Cops coming, you know what happened
Walk up on 'em, there's no traction
See what I mean

degraded, they are dying while trying to learn
I pity the fools in those city schools Mom works two jobs to earn
Don't, own it, stay, paying the rent, Section

at the crib
I'm bout to dive in the crib, I'm bout to jive in the crib (ah)
I know some niggas in drought every season
And they got ride with the stick
Poke

like Canal Street in the face 
Neck brace, take it easy 'fore your neck breaks, 'cause you don't wanna be the nigga that I checkmate 
All of y'all niggas