Hoes told me I'll never make it, never
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Pops used to beat on me
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Mom had to take it
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The neighbors had to call the police on me
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Now I'm on the matrix
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Talking ballistics on me
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When no muscle is hard to hustle with flees on me
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I can feel when they breathe on me
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I'm in the fire, a hundred thousand degrees on me
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An outsider, rubbing like Williams
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It's the last hope I'm bringing the gang back
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We're on the same rope
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We're singing the same track
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And for the same fool we ain't fixin' the same trap
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Clickin' that thing back
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Yeah, I'm flipping the same hat
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And the crooks, they ain't happy
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Just a little human form
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I'm God ,but in human form
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Yeah,you're a god in uniform
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Ain't no cold cases and no prison sales
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You ain't seen a godfather
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Always been stuck in violence
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You saw my neck
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A less bucket challenge
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I wreck computers,
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Respect my shooters
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Restless losers
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Just started having class
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Shooting slugs ,just after math
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You ain't wanna fuck with them
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Chop up them
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On the block, we ain't got no love,fool
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You forgot about them
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Nigga you can't move
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You ain't tryin' to steal with them
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You can't even eat a meal with them
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Damn
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To your surprise
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This motherfucker still got it
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The Departed
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Ransom |