| I’m out here, trying to live my life
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| But everyday, is the same old shit
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| These niggas, trying to play so shife
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| But I gotta keep my head, above water
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| Niggas, trying to take my life
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| So everyday, is the same old shit
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| Nigga I ain’t going out, without a fight
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| Yeah, I ain’t sinking under water
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| A lot of friends turn to foes, at the drop of a dime
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| So I be left the fuck alone, so I could focus on mine
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| Ain’t no telling what the fuck gon happen, focusing on the next man
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| That’s why I keep a 45 in my hand, for the plex man
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| Ain’t no death around the corner, I see death a house away
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| And that nigga ain’t gon make it off the jump, cause I’ma spray
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| Pain, will be the only thing I feel I be living fo'
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| And it’s a given bro, stress be having me feeling low
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| Like I tried to let it fade, but it just ain’t gon let me rest
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| And all this pride I got inside of me, won’t let me sink my chest
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| So I’m known to be the best, at whatever you see me clutching on
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| Or else I know that me and my family, ain’t gon have nothing on
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| I don’t know everything, but I know I sense the hate
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| And ain’t no room for me to wait, bitch I’ma make it to the date
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| That my time line stop, and I can’t take another step
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| And if my time coming soon, I know my words gon be felt
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| These niggas better stop playing these games, showing they sissy-fied
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| Running up on a certified, nigga that’s bonified
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| With hands I’m the man, when it comes to a squabble
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| I got combos and jabs, that’ll make your head bobble
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| I done been through too much shit, to take bullshit
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| That’s why I’m leaving these niggas, lying in front of bull pits
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| My life is in danger, so I’m keeping one in the chamber
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| Anybody can get it, just give me some symptoms of banger
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| I’m trying to live my life, that they don’t wanna let me live
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| With the same old shit, everyday I’m paying bills
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| It’s a struggle still I tussle with it, putting up a fight
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| Pry to God no one calls, don’t reach me in the night
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| Being a nigga that be stressing, with a lot of pride
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| I can’t sink under water, I’m gon survive
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| In the midst of this gun play, these niggas trying to send my way
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| I’m telling ya, it’s gon be war today
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| You got people that’ll put they life on the line, and don’t mind dying
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| Some that’ll grind till they shine, or die trying
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| Mo’fuckers that’ll rob you blind, for your last dime
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| Some is even inclined, to mess over they own kind
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| Some fools damn near, everything they say they be lying
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| Some people’ll fight ya straight up, others’ll steal you from behind
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| Some boys’ll leave you ass out, when you in a bind
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| Some playas like fat women, some like 'em fine
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| Some people on re shit, they just say fuck it sign
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| Some people can handle hard times, others lose they mind
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| Some folks could end a relationship, and move down the line
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| While others go insane, start clicking and pulling nines
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| Some fools can go to the Penn, and do a shit load of time
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| Some be in that hoe five minutes, and start crying
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| The black man by nature, is righteous and divine
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| Trae let’s cock up and, fuck it I’m tripping mayn nevermind |