I'm sitting back, thinking, drinking
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I'm loaded and barely breathing
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I'm spilling on the seats of my old school black Lincoln
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I'm riding with a heat, off a pill and no speaking
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My best is level three, they say Em, I'm not beating
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My mind is on the street, Marciano be tryina call me
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The penitentiary and my future 'cause I'm falling
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My part of history is to follow the Lord's calling
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But niggas mess with me till they all on the floor crawling
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I'm popping with no warning, I'm hotter than global warming
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I'm flooding the block with coke, knowing you all want it
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This life I was born in homie, I'm ready and able
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To take a bullet or a plaque for the name of my label
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I'm daily praying to Proof, he know I'm telling the truth
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That I love King Mathers the way that he do
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Your legacy never through 'cause we be riding for you
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And if you niggas out there really want them problems then move
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I be laying in the motherfucking cut, cut
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Everybody wanna come and say what's up, yup
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They know I always keep a motherfucking blunt, plus
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I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk
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I be laying in the motherfucking cut, cut
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Everybody wanna come and say what's up, yup
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They know I always keep a motherfucking blunt, plus
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I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk
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I'm popping a zannie to keep me humble, my family
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If I'm sleep, they ain't gotta deal with my constant insanity
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I'm the chic, is it vanity, I walk and hit guaranteed
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Your bitch wanna mess with me, I'm always addressing thee
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Niggas be testing me so the law be arresting me
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But I bail out fast, after an hour of questioning
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You don't know who I be, you ain't seen MTV
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Maybe on BET, I'm who you wanna be
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I'm sitting here in the D, with Rugers and the nickel beams
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The Capo and Shady Cashis, forever remain a G
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Boss of the BBG, Pac Man RIP, I live it, I spit it
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I can't change it, this is me
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I'm tryina get out the street and be in the industry
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But y'all niggas perpetrators, you gangsta pretend-to-be's
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I'm off of this Ritalin, Ecstasy and Hennessy
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I'm a motherfucking problem, you kinda remember me
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I be laying in the motherfucking cut, cut
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Everybody wanna come and say what's up, yup
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They know I always keep a motherfucking blunt, plus
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I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk
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I be laying in the motherfucking cut, cut
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Everybody wanna come and say what's up, yup
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They know I always keep a motherfucking blunt, plus
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I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk
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I don't wanna go back, you don't wanna know that
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Pain when I aim and your whole head go flat
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I don't wanna go back, you don't wanna know that
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Pain when I aim and your whole head go flat
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My patience is wearing thin, I'm taking this Vicodin
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Now I'm 'bout to be the nigga that nobody like again
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Niggas in the studio don't wanna come write with him
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'Cause you know when you hear me flow I'm writing like Eminem
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Was putting his life on my pen, you gotta write it again
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I'm blowing dro in the wind, you can hear my first verse
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I know I'm still a win, you niggas is feminine
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I'm good in any hood, from the Chucks to the Timberlands
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A venomous lyricist, who be living it, period
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Running circles of riddles, now I'm surrounding you idiots
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It's hard to survive in this game of middlemen
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But I got supply, that'll bring the millions in
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I be laying in the motherfucking cut, cut
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Everybody wanna come and say what's up, yup
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They know I always keep a motherfucking blunt, plus
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I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk
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I be laying in the motherfucking cut, cut
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Everybody wanna come and say what's up, yup
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They know I always keep a motherfucking blunt, plus
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I got a semi soldier and he wanna dump, punk
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Layin In The Cut
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Ca$his |