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Saw It Twice

by Picasso

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Uh, saw it once, saw it twice Saw it my whole life Deja Vu Same scenario again, where I wake up rude To no food in the fridge, just a everyday struggle And I learned that playin' B.I.G Ain't no love here buddy, but free my nigga out the prison Might get both hands bloody If they plan to come and get me My back is only down when I'm no longer livin Survivin' life, usin' all my senses I'm hard of hearing, yet these flows, still comin' relentless I know y'all feel me I'm a tortured soul, so I learn to scorch the flow Travel tryin' to go across the globe, on and on with shows Cause I been through hell and back so much that I might know the road Cuttin' snitches off a must, these niggas don't know the code Never switch, I know my role Loyal to the soil, My woman is spoil Don't try to bag her, you can't afford her clothes If the shoe fit, then wear it and keep it for your own But you'll never walk in my shoes, stop tryin' to force a clone Live my life through my pen, I still got more to write Every day I hustle for money like it ain't more to life If you fuck with my fam, I'm doin' more than life My nigga hand shuffling grams from the morning night And life just a gamble, so we just roll the dice Build all your niggas up, never give em' poor advice Cause when shit give rough, gotta support em', right? I been through hell and back, saw it once, saw it twice Family fights and evictions slips, yeah, I saw them nights Uncle pulled a knife, anger buildin', 14th floor precise Grandma pray to Christ Wish that I could just hop on a flight Straight to heaven's door Leave it all, whether wrong or right Cause every fuckin' night, I write to kill the pain And when it doesn't work, it make me wanna kill a man Smokin' weed, give a fuck if it a kill my brain Another day, another dollar, another complaint Say my name in vain Swear I'm used to this, I'm used to shit It no longer hurt the kid I expect the worst of things Man, I used to burst in flames Now It never hurt to think Nowadays I work with change Cause I'm tryna work the bank Get some jewels and some cars and some real estate Real nigga talkin', baby, I can never work with fake Real ones in my circle, so we all relate Real words in my songs, let it circulate Live my life through my pen, I still got more to write Every day I hustle for money like it ain't more to life If you fuck with my fam, I'm doin' more than life My nigga hand shuffling grams from the morning night And life just a gamble, so we just roll the dice Build all your niggas up, never give em' poor advice Cause when shit give rough, gotta support em', right? I been through hell and back, saw it once, saw it twice Repainted

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