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Verse 1
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Yeah, yeah,
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yeah
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Yeah, yeah
Verse 2
the world)
And they wonder why we bang
Cause police do the same,
that's the only rival gang
praying to my father
Tired of today,
Cause living ain't cheap
I dropped out of school, pops,
cause college ain't free
sitting in the class
Questions rushing in my brain
but I'm too proud to ask
teacher talking physics
And I just want to be fly
What good is a degree when there's
And fast food won't do 'cause
you overqualified
I'm feeling like hustling
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budgeting
school buzzing in
things we be trusting in
up, but he tried though
were "survival"
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Cause we just try and decode
all the secrets
My conversations with God always
seem leave him speechless
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And even when I was at my worst like
"we got to make this work"
too broke to give a fuck, though
My past relationships got me like "what up,
ho? "
I'm just bitter,
I ain't asking what you fuck for
I was just saying,
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if you wonder why I call you "bitch"
Cause we just,
I ain't saying it wasn't wrong,
but they had the freshest fits
The cars and the broad
Is something to strive for when you ain't
they want my soul
If I can't trust my own government,
That be the day that the rub
that my father did
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Cause the momma was a groupie and I was
on some rapper shit
They gave me Hell like I asked for it
Signing everything under the sun
but they ain't after K.R.I.T.
I guess I didn't swag enough
Stupid fruity pebble chain,
Louis bag enough
Popping tags, model bitches,
couldn't brag enough
Bubble kushy, stupid loud
patch it, lag enough
Steady acting like I ain't
had enough
Ten chains on your neck like you ain't
flash enough
I wreck so many times, I guess
I ain't crash enough
On the track like I'm pushing crack,
bag it up
I tell these niggas to back it up
My bitch like Scar's, gave
the Louis rag to her
'Sace shades on my eyes
like I ain't seeing the hate
Too fresh to death, I couldn't
attend the wake
That's too lyrical,
he been round busting
Mississippi? Well,
he don't sound Southern
He be down cause it's since '05, I swear
The game's a pound of Reggie
So anything I sell's a breath of air
Yeah, fuck with me
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