I turn my pain into power
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Back in the day put the flame to the powder
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My lady waited on the counter with the towel
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While I sang a Rick James banger in the shower
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My folks is dependent on me
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I wish you could see my vision through the tinted Courtey's
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Women and liquor for the army
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As for the car bitch this is a Ferrari
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The best perservere
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I start the verse when the check clear
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I spark purp, silk shirt
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Half open with the chest hair
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Mind blowing sex with the cognac breath
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A five star spread from the chef
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Never been a hater I don't give a fuck enough
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Besides that here shit's on the up and up
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I got wind of betrayal
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I grab the big piece of shrimp by the tail
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Switch the cell, bitches on a niggas trail
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I won't nail nothing less than a bombshell
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Respect is the cornerstone
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Bum niggas can't afford those clothes
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The 44 chrome with the long nose
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Call it Ginobli, you real nigga show me
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I'm from a better cut of Cashmere
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A plethora, the vest shed cat hair
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Jaguar jacket, scratch the catnip
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Black pimp, you bypass Fatlip
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Deep rooted, the piece shoot it
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The fact I'm G can't be disputed
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Speak foolish you can leak fluid
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Bust his chest wide open you can see through it
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[Hook]
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Always had a pack for a way to get a stack
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Hustlin this young niggas livin in a shack
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Runnin with the pack, pull a lever off your back
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Crisp New Era with the Timbs all black
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Hangin in the lobby with the click we some knuckle heads
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Puffin L's, big gun by the underwear
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Just in case you was unaware
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I'm still a motherfuckin man
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A new chapter, new Asten
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The ghost call it casper
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The chain is Alaska
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The fact that my kicks is suede became a factor
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I'm rollin hash with my current hoes
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Sniff the Chris Mullin off the envelope
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Smooth game, shave butter soap
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200K's straight butterloaf
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Three hoes tryin to rape a nigga
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I'm fixated on a greater figure
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I scooped the bitch with a greater figure
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Cause I'm a grade A nigga
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Paint the picture with a steady hand
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The same way I hold the 40 blow 20 grand
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Half naked women tastefully bellydance
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I bet that pussy taste like a Cherry chance
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[Hook]
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Always had a pack for a way to get a stack
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Hustlin this young niggas livin in a shack
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Runnin with the pack, pull a lever off your back
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Crisp New Era with the Timbs all black
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Hangin in the lobby with the click we some knuckle heads
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Puffin L's, big gun by the underwear
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Just in case you was unaware
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I'm still a motherfuckin man
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The Man
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| Roc Marciano |
