(feat. Nicole Wray)
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[Intro]
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Ayo, I never claimed to be hard, tough, no homo, gangsta none of the above
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Just a kid from 140th and Lennox Ave
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Harlem, USA trying to make his way in the world ya heard?
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Ya know through the trial of tribulations that life brings
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I lost some friends, incarcerated, some are gone forever
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Ya know you cant expect everything from everybody
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So get up get out and get somethin, thats what I did
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[Verse 1 - Cam'Ron]
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Before I had the hammer cocked
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A Santana rock
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Little Gerv, Grandpa Jerry, Grandma Doc (thats my fam)
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Uncle Carl, Uncle Ted, Uncle Steve, Uncle Bill,
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Cousin Steve, Cousin Bill up on the hill now
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My Aunt Normy, I dont speak to my Aunt Deita
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Or my Cousin Bashiba, love my Mother Fredricka
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Neighbour Freida, daughter Raven and Nika
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Down another doorbell was that nigga Warden Nell
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He gave birth to the best emcee you never heard
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Lever after lever and was clever with whatever word
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Derek Armstead, Bloodshed from C.O.C
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He did damage, road managed my G.O.D
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Aka Duke Da God, he was stupid hard
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16, the bitch dream had stupid cars
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Cut the ' 68, hooptie ' 75
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Still drives some bullshit, I dont know why
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I loved the nigga though, for him put cris in the air
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First one that diss him in here, I swear I'll risk my career
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Thats a fact they aint talking no rap shit
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I'm talking that mack clip, niggas will backflip, act sick
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My dude study the sabbath
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No beef, veggie nigga, maybe some catfish
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He could have my house, he could keep my mauries
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He could drive my cars, this a eastside story
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(Thats why my dudes love me I let them do them.
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You either gonna be rich or famous fuckin wit me, probably both.
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If you happen to brush shoulders wit me by accident,
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play lotto, nine out of ten times you gonna win nigga.)
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[Chorus - Nicole Wray (x2)]
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To play the game, sure to win
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I sacrificed, I rolled the dice
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I love the hood, I love my life
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[Verse 2 - Cam'Ron]
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See a boss I prepared to be
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When I walk away from a confrontation I aint scared of you I'm scared of me
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I got a gun, you dont so it flares you'll see
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After that a 5,000 volt chair for me
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So I move carefully, niggas dont care for me
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Who care I dont, you share I wont
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Calm down (uhuh) breathe again
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I dont do extortion unless I wanna recieve an end
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Talk to my money, first time I heard her speak (what she say)
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Thats word to me, told me I deserve to eat (what happened)
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Moved to a killa ave, right from a murder street (what you did)
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Rocked adida forms even though they hurt my feet (thats fucked up)
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I dont look in the sky, never mind stars
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You also find stars, right behind bars
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Snazz, Black, Do' on house arrest
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Zeke, shiek, wont even throw out the rest
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They wanted my ass right alongside zeke
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Turn myself in, nope play hide and go seek
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I'm gone, put the clip in the chrome
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Yeah i'm just like a fly, see the shit that i'm on
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And, hour after hour I would chill at the afterhours
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Where they flash the power, no bath or shower
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In that same spot, realize math is power
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So I pointed the mansion, that is ours
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[Chorus - Nicole Wray (x2)]
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Love My Life
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Cam'ron |