| This one for the gang back home
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on
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| Hold on, hold on, hold on
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| Look me in my eyes, you can tell that I’m lonely
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| Streets playing foul, I been losing all my homies
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| Can’t trust a soul, everybody acting phony
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| I’m not tryna die so I ride with it on me
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| Spoil me with loyalty 'cause money ain’t the issue
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| Everything ain’t fair when these niggas ain’t official
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| Niggas only call me when it’s something beneficial
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| Then they fucking wonder why my heart cold as a
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| Lied to my face
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| Riding through this city, it ain’t safe
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| Gotta keep that forty on my waist
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| 'Cause niggas wanna put me in the grave, on the gang
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| I don’t need no handout, I’ma get it on my own
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| Niggas tryna take my crown, wanna knock me off my throne
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| Even if I move right, niggas still do me wrong
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| I ain’t really tryna die die, can’t put me on a headstone
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| Shit OD, that’s the main reason I be lowkey
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| Lotta niggas really ain’t my homies
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| Had to take a step back (Swish), Kobe
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| Look me in my eyes, you can tell that I’m lonely
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| Streets playing foul, I been losing all my homies
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| Can’t trust a soul, everybody acting phony
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| I’m not tryna die so I ride with it on me
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| Spoil me with loyalty 'cause money ain’t the issue
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| Everything ain’t fair when these niggas ain’t official
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| Niggas only call me when it’s something beneficial
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| Then they fucking wonder why my heart cold as a
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| Niggas fake, keep a heater, it get cold outside
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| Sometimes I feel like I don’t really know my guys
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| Let the bass slap
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| Niggas really cap, that’s why I hate rap
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| And before I trust a nigga, I’ll trust my pole
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| Riding Bentayga before it was Murciélago
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| Forty on me, don’t need a nina
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| Got a bad bitch, you ain’t seen her
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| From the hood, they didn’t believe us
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| You probably won’t believe us
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| It was a trophy, when I got it, went and copped my chain
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| Lamb truck not panoramic, went and dropped my brain
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| Convertible, I want more so I’ma cop Mulsanne
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| You could look me in my eyes and tell I’m not no lame
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| Look me in my eyes, you can tell that I’m lonely
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| Streets playing foul, I been losing all my homies
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| Can’t trust a soul, everybody acting phony
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| I’m not tryna die so I ride with it on me
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| Spoil me with loyalty 'cause money ain’t the issue
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| Everything ain’t fair when these niggas ain’t official
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| Niggas only call me when it’s something beneficial
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| Then they fucking wonder why my heart cold as a
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| Niggas say they gon' bang bang but they change changed on the gang gang
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| How you say you gon' ride ride when you really wanna switch lane lanes
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| I just wanna get my paper up, niggas not on the same page
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| Not on the same thing, niggas ain’t really gang gang
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| I really am a demon, I’m a thief in the night
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| I am not no angel, I been sinning my whole life
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| Praying to Allah, I been tryna make shit right
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| Tryna make shit right, tryna change my life
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| Shit OD, that’s the main reason I be lowkey
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| Lotta niggas really ain’t my homies
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| Had to take a step back (Swish), Kobe
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| Look me in my eyes, you can tell that I’m lonely
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| Streets playing foul, I been losing all my homies
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| Can’t trust a soul, everybody acting phony
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| I’m not tryna die so I ride with it on me |