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Buccaneers of rugged gear, nigga **** a fear |
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One, just year one, I've been thuggin' here, yeah |
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Whole shit is ours, you in awe, please don't get involved |
| [00:38.17] |
This is war, walk around a frame with blaze up in this jawn |
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Behind prison walls, nigga lickin' balls, pause |
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Different cause, stricted laws |
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Damn if I don't break up in the mall, prison yard, prison guard |
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No principal, detention on your friends and all |
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Commissary missing like your sibling's paw |
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Uncle Tom, please don't make my sentence long |
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Granted what I did was wrong |
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Pigs don't show remorse if you admit it all |
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Missing ma, hope that she don't miss the call |
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Admitted that she'll never visit, like the hard headed never listen, Lord |
| [01:06.49] |
So tell me how the **** I'm supposed to eat? |
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If the richer's getting richer, the poor's growing weak |
| [01:12.76] |
My brother died up in the streets, may he rest in peace |
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Niggas got heat like Pusha T, get it cheap |
| [01:18.77] |
Flacko how you been, where you at? I've been kickin' back |
| [01:22.03] |
Relax place down my favorite thinking cap, scratch my nigga neck |
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Hitta chtta chat, this and that, A$AP diplomats |
| [01:28.29] |
I'm missing Max, wish that they could bring the nigga bigger back |
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I wonder, laying in my bed |
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Am I still too young, am I still too young? |
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And I hold back, thoughts running through my head |
| [01:49.60] |
Did I **** it up, did I **** it up? |
| [01:55.72] |
It's like I lace up my boots and call my troops lately |
| [01:58.73] |
Traded all my hoodie rap for all my suits lately |
| [02:02.24] |
I'm 26 but I've been living in my youth lately |
| [02:05.25] |
Pull my wisdom, but I still spit it like my tooth ache me |
| [02:08.25] |
Duck shots, mother **** cops, what a blood clarts |
| [02:11.26] |
All I gots my words and my balls and my one cock |
| [02:15.28] |
Pause, bug shots fly, my young buck died |
| [02:17.54] |
Passed away from a stray, from some fake tough guy |
| [02:21.04] |
Now this the kind of story that should make doves cry |
| [02:24.06] |
**** that, this the story that should make thugs cry |
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Dry your eyes older sis, held 'em close, watch 'em switch |
| [02:30.08] |
Gave 'em kiss in the midst of all of this |
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Ain't too late to pause or skip |
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I wonder, laying in my bed |
| [02:41.45] |
Am I still too young, am I still too young? |
| [02:47.97] |
And I hold back, thoughts running through my head |
| [02:54.74] |
Did I **** it up, did I **** it up? |
| [03:15.03] |
I wonder, laying in my bed |
| [03:20.05] |
Am I still too young, am I still too young? |
| [03:26.06] |
And I hold back, thoughts running through my head |
| [03:32.08] |
Did I **** it up, did I **** it up? |
| [03:39.10] |
I wonder, laying in my bed |
| [03:43.86] |
Am I still too young, am I still too young? |
| [03:48.62] |
And I hold back, thoughts running through my head |
| [03:53.63] |
Did I **** it up, did I **** it up? |
