(Verse)
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I'm a product of my environment
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OG's goin' into early retirements
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This is the art of war, black diamonds in the automo
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If I talk, might start a war
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Show starter, go to Shaw, De La Hoya
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Son got a stick for the breast, ?
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Public announcements for public houses
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Playn with they freedom, touchin' thousands
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Rich pips send they kids off to Yale
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Raw folks send they kids off to jail
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So fuck takin' limits and makin' limitname
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We can take a half an ounce, turn it to a 28th
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My bitch can't dress and neva ?
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A nigga can't drive a whip unless the whip's foreign
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We in the club, throwin' tax free hundids
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20 niggas up and outta three black Hummers
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Stop puttin' fake grills on a whack green Hyunits
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Niggas ain't tryna see max B numbers
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Hold yo head, son, this murda ran wrong
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(Hook)
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One for the struggle, two for the pain
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Three for the kids out muggin' for change
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Cause the bills don't stop, the bills don't stop
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It's the belly of the beast and we ain't hungry
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(Verse)
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It's Sticky Fingers, you know I'm bout to black out
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I neva go to sleep nigga, I pass out
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And I don't wake up, I come to
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I'm scared to death cause everything I do come true
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I got a lot of things, but no sympathy
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I keep the ratchet pockets neva on empty
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I'm in that Bentley, please don't tempt me
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Compound lawyers, I beat in the temp beat
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Look at my face, do it look like I'm jokin'?
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The beat it nosey niggas get they nose broken
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Sometimes the hardest nigga be the most sour spoken
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Pop on guns, get thrown in the ocean
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I'm not a gambler, a hustle nigga cashed out
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Before I break, I pull that guns and that mask out
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As a kid, I was raised in the trap pack
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Like a rat throwin' rocks thru a glass house
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(Hook)
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One for the struggle, two for the pain
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Three for the kids out muggin' for change
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Cause the bills don't stop, the bills don't stop
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It's the belly of the beast and we ain't hungry
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Belly Of The Beast
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Onyx |