Intro
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I ain't drink in a minute
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I got a bitch that's going both ways
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I'm paid
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Now I'm smokin' out the back seat
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Tell the driver to bring my daughter to the top floor
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(Kairi you good baby?)
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I got a bitch that's going both ways
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I'm paid
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So, now I'm smokin' out the back seat
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Tell the driver to bring my daughter to the top floor
[Verse 1]
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Red lights
Never see 'em when the roof gone
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Bally sneakers, with the patent leather
Never see 'em
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Floors seats
At the Garden, next to Spike Lee
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Everybody dyin' before we flee the night scene
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Bad coke, niggas' sniffin', I take the long route
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Chrome out
Send a nigga' to the most high
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Drove by
On a mission like it's '05
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Henny' bottle, Fendi belt
My shit is felt
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I was locking in
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Six months without no help, it was routine
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Hits the dips, push-ups between
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Buncha' .50 clips
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Gettin' ripped, nigga' lookin' like a king
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I was fresh out, me and Gutta
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Gutta I need you to do me this favor boy,
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hold this down for me, you know I'mma be right back
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Bodega, still pitchin'
Molly powder and Dasani make you feel different
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Shell shocked, niggas' on you hit the kill switch'n'
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Vietnam
Shit like it's 'Nam over here, you nigga's dyin'
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Bipolar
Nine on 'em, with a lot of anger
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Momma on him, like go to school, 'cause the bills due
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Told him be safe, I can't afford it
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'Cause they head-hittin', bed flippin'
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Under mattress kept the four-fever
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Uncle Butchy won't let us hustle out the same apartment
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Trap spot, smellin' like death on a cold night
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Summertime, playin' them benches, like we can't play
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Hit the park, my gloves on, he think I'm O.J
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Kim K, I want your sister with the long face
Long K
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F# million dollars make my mama smile
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Kairi, your daddy love you, I'm a real nigga'
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Strap on me
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Never tellin', cut my tongue out
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Give niggas' game from a jacuzzi, like this Run's House
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Shop open 24/7, bitch we don't close
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Graveyard
No gloves on, my hands was so cold
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Black shit, black gun
Black Giuseppe's in a black whip
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Black tape, wrapped around a fuckin' white brick
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White chick, try to tell me what the price is
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Nice kids, we were tryin' rob a hundred bands
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Son of Sam, make the summer hot
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All the spring, keep it clean
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Niggas' run a lot
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Duck tape
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No breathin', that's my season
Get a warm coat
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Dead broke, that was us
[Outro]
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Let the Lord send 'em
Don sippers
I ain't going back and forth with 'em
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I'm different
If it's murder, we could trade it off
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Tecks, Glocks, no Xbox
Bitch I came to ball
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Backwoods all by myself, ain't gotta' hang wit ya'll
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Let the Lord send 'em
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Don sippers
Never going back and forth with 'em
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I'm different
If it's murder, we could trade it off
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Tecks, Glocks, no Xbox
Bitch I came to ball
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Backwoods all by myself, ain't gotta' hang wit ya'll
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Black shit, black gun
Black Giuseppe's in a black whip
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Black tape, wrapped around a fuckin' white brick
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White chick, try to tell me what the price is
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Nice kids, we were tryin' rob a hundred bands
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Son of Sam, make the summer hot
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No breathin', my season
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Get a warm coat
Dead broke, that was us nigga'
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My bitch said I'm bipolar, I hope the pills help
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My nigga said I'm bipolar, I hope the pills help
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This bitch said I'm bipolar, I hope the pills help
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Bipolar
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Nine on 'em, with a lot of anger
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Bipolar
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Nine on 'em, with a lot of anger