Tom: F minor•
Verse 1
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Now dig
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You got, rich niggas right
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They do what they wan na do
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Ha, and you got
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Broke niggas, you heard?
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They do what they gotta do
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which one are you?
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Soakin' in Remy, sittin' back
Verse 2
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smokin' a twenty
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Shit is scabby, the hustlin' is so in me
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got a style I maxed
I'm like po', back in eighty- fo',
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now smile at that
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Unseen when I'm low,
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but still right in your face
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but that semi- auto's right in my waist
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From Jags to Jeeps,
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hoopties with the raggedy seats
Just imagine how I'm movin'
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Beats relax me, good
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Lower the smoke when I see the D's
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creepin' past me
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Duckin' the narcs, born bustin'
Love pussy with pretty lips,
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when you fuck it, it fart
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Friend or foe,
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freak for the rims that glow
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Rock Timbs if it's summer or ten below
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the science of the drugs that's deep
I'm just another nigga next up,
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tryna eat
Verse 3
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some problems
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And no one could seem to solve
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them (not a soul, baby)
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But you found the answer
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(it's all for y'all now)
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And told me to take this chance
Verse 4
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But it seems, y'all would rather
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See me hit than see my rich
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Get bagged over some bullshit
and see me snitch
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Hopin' some AIDS ho
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bitch'll leave me sick like
I'm a sucker for love
with some easy dick
I did dirt through my days
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Even then still I made sure
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no kids got hurt
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been knowin' since my feet got wet
From the best turned vet learned
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we all had our days of barkin'
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You could tell niggas styles by
they ways of parkin'
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Why dis pute it? Dough got
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us so polluted
Paranoid to the point it's like
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we over- do it
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peep how the beasts arrest ya
Rough up, handcuff,
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Toast on me, smoke spray
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our potpourri
Y'all can bet I'ma rep
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how it's supposed to be
Verse 5
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I had some problems
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(you know)
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And no one could seem to solve
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them (not a soul, baby)
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But you found the answer
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(it's all for y'all now)
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And told me to take this chance (I got it locked,
Verse 6
Infinite game,
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get chills on the strength of my chain
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certain niggas mention my name
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Some relate,
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others stay numb in the face
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Tryna keep steps ahead like we
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runnin' a race
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Nikes and Timbs,
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lady friends, like 'em slim
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that shit that blend right wit they skin
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So what's the issue? All dick
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sucks is still official
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Cold- steel nickels,
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and Phil I'm still with you
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on the Turnpike mergin'
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Late night, right brake light
s black Excursion
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hustle or rap I'ma keep ropin'
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Too many niggas got deep
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The stress got 'em,
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who else wanna express they prob lems?
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Get upset, but real vets respect the bottom
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To a false, feel a fake love or hate
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Right or wrong as long as the thugs relate
Verse 7
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I had some problems (you know)
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And no one could seem to solve
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them (not a soul, baby)
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But you found the answer
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And told me to take this chance
(what y'all want from me?)
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Yeah,
Verse 8
y'all haters better get a hustle,
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man, stop fuckin' with me
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I'm tryna live, man, nah mean?
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I've been at the bottom,
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I was risin', fell back down
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Get off my back, baby
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It's all a game, man, don't hate me,
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hate the game
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AZ the Visualizareturn, once again
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Love life, hate, what
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the fuck
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