Shit- heh, friends- heh
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A friends come and go I done learned that shit
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Either through death or money issues
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Or you know what I mean just time and space
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Family sometimes you the biggest enemies man
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Heh shit
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Those that love me if you leave me
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I understand, made some bad decisions in my life
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I understand, raise my right hand up to God
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Right where I stand
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I'm a go get strong, return a better man
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You better believe it you see me
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How we creeped up out of Cleveland get your money baby
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If not I'm gonna break even I won't let you play me
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Your game ain't even season
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It's that thuggish ruggish Bone I hope you know
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Little B the reason see you creepin baby
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But what are you really seekin
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Are you weak, don't believe in me, believe in Jesus
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I'm a freak, but baby that's for life
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And all the weak I'm goin deep, and I can roll deeper than you
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Half breed rock the mics to survive
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And I might not make it out alive I'm spittin to save my life
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Tryin a make it right welcome to the world that we live
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And all that I did was crawl up out the stuff for my kids
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So rest in peace to Little Eazy
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But your paper work was sleazy and the black widow was horny
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Baby was gettin greedy my boys is 'posed to be watching my back
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Load up the guns and let's attack
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But ain't nobody tryin to feel me with stack
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For my baby's
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Those that love me if you leave me
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I understand, made some bad decisions in my life
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I understand, raise my right hand up to God
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Right where I stand
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I'm a go get strong, return a better man
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Those that love me if you leave me
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I understand, made some bad decisions in my life
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I understand, raise my right hand up to God
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Right where I stand
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I've returned, I've returned
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Better bring my money baby nobody is gonna stop me
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I'll fill 'em up with that hot shit
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Bullets all in your body better watch me wicked posse
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Yeah, automatic shotguns half of these rappers talkin
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Ain't none of 'em ever popped one
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Little kid from South View who would've thought that I'd make it
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And the people ain't behind me my family's kinda freakish
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That thuggish ruggish, nigga from Columbus
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And this is the way we play spread your rumors
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I just love it do it all day everyday
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Ride to the rythme of the nickel put the pen in the pack now
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And I know you fear me, I done been there
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Done that, run that, fun that covered around
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And let me kill 'em with the venom we killin 'em with the sound
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Every city, every little bitty town
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Everybody wanna break me down
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Nobody gonna take me down East 99 has been abandoned
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Cleveland they show me love, they still wonderin how
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I made it up outta the famine better believe it baby, baby
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Should a listened to my people, still runnin from demons and evil
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War
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Those that love me if you leave me
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I understand, made some bad decisions in my life
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I understand, raise my right hand up to God
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Right where I stand
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I'm a go get strong, return a better man
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Those that love me if you leave me
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I understand, made some bad decisions in my life
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I understand, raise my right hand up to God
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Right where I stand
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I've returned, I've returned
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I'm sick of the drama, sick of havin beef with my momma
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And beef with my sisters my brother got murdered
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Over marijuana bless the bewilders
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Strugglin, hustlin all of my life, watching my back
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They already tried to murder me twice
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I smoke the herb that I like, I never done coke in my life
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We buy but I lie if I did it I'd tell entertainment tonight
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Ain't no slackin in my rack it ain't no shame in the game
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It ain't no slippin and the pimpin ain't no crack on the brain
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You gotta be jealous of me and my fellas
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Ain't that what they tell us sell us anything
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We helpless give me a little bit faq and help us
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We strugglin, jugglin, thugglin, hustlin, thuggin up in the club
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No one to talk to, you step on his shoes
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You really fucked up, poppa you was a roller
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But his pockets are all swollen, you met the dope man
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And now we on the block ask who told 'em
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Sell 'em some soap man that's for all the times you played me
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Old man this is your son with a blunt and a gun
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Check ou |