Aye Woogie
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Yea, we in this bitch
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Throw something, smoke something, drink something
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We gon talk some real shit right now
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Niggas got it fucked up
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Tony tryna tell me how ya thinkin¡¯
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It never rain out here
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But Cali ain¡¯t always.. we know..
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Drought out to be
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You can¡¯t just come out here and make it easy like that
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It¡¯s struggle and strife everywhere
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Bars was no lie
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Each with no tie
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Tom like had a fam
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But you know there¡¯s more
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Than that pleasant..
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Pleasant surprise
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But they still lie
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But you can¡¯t be too sure
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I¡¯m catching the feeling, I¡¯m feeling making the millions
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I¡¯m on my own vibe, with negative, I¡¯m never gimmick
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See I¡¯m just chillin, so papa rudo, I smoke some you know..
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Cause you know well I can take it
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So count your blessing, thank your maker
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And make some paper
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I ready of all, I¡¯m making these bars
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I¡¯m not gonna mall down like a motherfucking skyscraper
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I¡¯m try the livin where these women think they all stars
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Don¡¯t talk if you ain¡¯t ballin
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But they ain¡¯t got no cars
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I ain¡¯t trippin mama, you learned that from your mama
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She want the best for daughter
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Avoid that ration that she had when having your father
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But I ain¡¯t retching, I¡¯m just observant
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I speak to New Jersey to roll the curtains when is steps in person
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I¡¯m dressing smart, I Robot
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I keep a eye out for them jelly stingers
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And then the police be Rollie dippin through the intersection
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We ain¡¯t bangin but my nigga keeps that way for wrestling
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Bars was no lie
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Each with no tie
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Tom like had a fam
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But you know there¡¯s more
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You see I started off in Carsem
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Tryna make my markings and not make a mockery of my craft in the process
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The first thing that I craft it was pure narcist
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And the feedback I was getting from my peers wasn¡¯t honest
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I think they was afraid I couldn¡¯t handle their blunt lips
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Now be discouraged if I get out of function
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But fast forward to my crash course with the universe
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Cracking up these comments like a comic now that you¡¯re alert
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And now I¡¯m getting comments on my music worth
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Everything the people in pain, I made it when I was hurt
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I never used a hateful mouth to make it out, just wait it out
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Graded up and now I¡¯m getting paper on this paper row
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Is there a doubt that I would make it to my dreams
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The debate was never if, but the hour we would meet
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It¡¯s not what I see, that¡¯s a portion of the story
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But what I choose to do in-between, only morely
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Is you listenin?
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That¡¯s that real shit
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Real nigas talkin real talk
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You can¡¯t just talk, you gotta walk that walk
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Don¡¯t wait for something to happen
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Make it happen
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Bars was no lie
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Each with no tie
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Tom like had a fam
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But you know there¡¯s more
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Than that pleasant..
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Pleasant surprise
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But they still lie
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But you can¡¯t be too sure
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Life is on the rise from looking in on this far
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They never see the grindin, all they see is the cars
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They never see the rhyme at night and the early morns
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Steady fightin with the motors and labels to put em on
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All they see is the life, club nice ? VIP
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Bottles after bottles, breaking bank like I¡¯m being me
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They never see us stressed out, gamming out cuz the single that we dropped in
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Pop like it was meant to be
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And all the rate a star, OD no TMZ
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Got caught blowin weed, gun charge, rollin deep
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Judged by the media, hanged by society
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My granny told me money and the fame will only lie to me so..
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We see these stars giving their all 24/7 just to give us he greatest love of all
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Let em know we still got em even though they got problems
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His son he rock bottom cuz we ain¡¯t breakin it down
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Bars was no lie
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Each with no tie
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Tom like had a fam
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But you know there¡¯s more
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Than that pleasant..
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Pleasant surprise
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But they still lie
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But you can¡¯t be too sure
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Yea.. so.. there you have it
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Bring gifts in perfectors and pimp action
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Really doin this, really livin this
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Don¡¯t be caught up in the media and these videos
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And these lyin ass rappers and singers and shit
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These ho ass producers
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The last nigga
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Anyway, shouts out to Carsem
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| Copton, Long Beach, watch, gardin |