Lord forgive me I'm still dealing with demons
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I know it's a higher power I know it's a deeper meaning
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But I'm living here by myself
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Don't want to lace up these shoes nor tie my belt, fuck it!
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Niggers hating on Jesus they even hating LeBron
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Right hand on the bible left one on Coran
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Sound of producing change your life to get the fuck you want
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Twitter niggers gotta pay the price
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But where the fuck was you when I needed that advice
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Walking inside the club, he be pimpin tray that night
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Dog had never been a problem with the D had
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Bitches out west I was fucking like 3
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Remember girl in that California king
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Bitch you never had no problem with the D
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Back on age was the main attraction
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And that's what the fuck I call a chain reaction
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Old 5 turn set LA guess what
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Pulled up that truck wanted to be like Buck
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Hopped out and a record plan made it to the front
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Easy, door on the left opened up there she is
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See in the damn thing she don't see and I see me
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I was high as hell off that California sea weed
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Hack to the left let me took my permit
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Then my mentor he wanted me to be just like him
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I was waiting for my moment, ye he started to cypher my thugs
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When he start up humble out the carrion
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So I did it I was in my bag
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But them goon squad niggers they ain't feel my swag
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I get, went from humble niggers pain to understand ya
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48 laws about sharing my main stuff
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Beg for it at the time now I write songs to patch it
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Rewind in time I'll be back when shit matters
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DMX days that made shit cray
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Foul that had the club had a meeting at
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He pay 600 just to slip me through the sides
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Books say you coming with me everywhere that I go
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Little nigga 4 foot up from Chicago
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Spitting 16's to Jay Z with his eyes closed
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Back to DMX that's my nigga don't fuck with me poor
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Take the little nigga home
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I don't ever wanna see you here without it
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This a game but I won't forget about it
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So I'm up in death camp with my dog walking
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X was so huge that they could do nothing bout it
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Smoking weed one day, heard screaming and talking
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My dog took a shit in front on Leoh's office
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Fast forward some time '03 in the summer
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Should've made Amio dog with Erwin Wonder
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But Jay's out with tiger and Troy's moving with Gaga
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Me I'm still the prince, no relation to CyHi
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Never know what you in for
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Used to sleep dog on the UPM floors
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'Cause I was a little brother
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But my parents had millions, had to prove it to my mother
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And I still ain't get that yet
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Nominate me for a grammy I ain't get that yet
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Respect from these motherfuckers I ain't get that yet
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That's the old school whore I been getting that neck
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But I'm never getting out the game
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This time they gon' feel a nigga pain
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'Cause I'm done
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Ain't too freak, I've been fly
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And this is real life motherfucker!
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You think this shit is a fucking game
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No
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You little motherfucker
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I'd love to beat my pain
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Write these bars
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Let you see what I went through
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This ain't but the footprints in the sand
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To let you get what you want to in life you feel me
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Dreams come true my nigga
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They hatin on me
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And I'm back
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You think I care about what you think or doing right now motherfucker
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You always gonna need me bitch
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You'll be back motherfucker, you all come back
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Hahahaha
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Real Life Pt2
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| Yung Berg, Mia Rey & Jordan Hollywood |
