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Life a funny thing we all wanna shine like diamond rings
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Live like kings and achieve childhood dreams
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Lord be my witness when I say we all need you
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Cause where I'm livin' ain't nothing but hustlin' gon' feed you
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Many say the negativity shouldn't be glorified
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Eyes wide when they realize a nigga live and die
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The shit I speak but don't nobody give a damn
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Nigga hung up on what I got and who I am
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Save me from this evilness that made me
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Ain't nothin' shakin' if you ain't talkin' 'bout payin' me
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The route to all evil don't seem bad
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When dreams of havin' it is all I ever had
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Nobody wants you when your down and out
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Can't find, no one
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He blessed me, oh yeah, you could say that
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A Southern cat, puttin' Tennesee on the map
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With rap, hip-hop until they pop me and my heart stop
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Thinkin' 'bout the things I did to get me where I got
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Are where I came from, ain't nothing easy about it
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I got 'bout it, and got the fuck up out it
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Crab ass niggaz wanna see me broke
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Because I'm flippin' like a kingpin sellin' legal dope
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Quote what I wrote, gettin' smoked with your guys
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Hopin' I demise, I can see it in your eyes
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The same nigga tryin' to smoke a sack with me
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Be the same bitch talkin' 'bout jackin' me
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That's when Ricardo called the killers and they always ready
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Nightmares for your fam 'bout them bullets in your belly
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Image is everything, and skill is twice that
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And don't nobody want you when your ass is broke flat
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Nobody wants you when your down and out
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Can't find, no one
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No one to turn to when your luck is up (where you gonna turn to?)
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Can't find, no one (there's no one to turn to)
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These streets, can be so mean to men
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Crack and guns take dreams from men
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In the blink of an eye, go from dusted to the rich
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And watch how many people start ridin' your dick
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Oh, you the man when your flippin' through the town on chrome
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But who gon' really be your nigga when that bullshits gone?
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Uh
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You think it's funny, but ain't nobody laughin' but you
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When I done seen what a broke ass nigga will do
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Jack, sell crack to get they life on track
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Some say I glorify, but all I do is tell the facts
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I done seen garbage sacks full of hundred stacks
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Rich cats lose it all fuckin' with P packs
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People say make the money change things around you
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And not you, but that's some hard shit to do
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Remember this when your hustlin' and have doubts
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Nobody want you, when a nigga ass out, uh
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Nobody wants you when your down and out
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Can't find, no one
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No one to turn to when your luck is up (where you gonna turn to?)
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Can't find, no one (there's no one to turn to)
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Nobody wants you when your down and out
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Can't find, no one
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No one to turn to when your luck is up (where you gonna turn to?)
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Can't find, no one (there's no one to turn to)
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Down And Out
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| Eightball |
