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I can tell you' the Mach Five I can you what them blocks buy I can tell you 'bout my block I can take you to the far Poor decision makin' you niggas' lives You sellin' crack up on your momma While she still through her new divorce He has a as he raise his voice When he really needs to his boys Young thugs with so much Young thugs no balance Young havin' no fathers Young niggas catchin' dope Growin' up she say she alone Now she strippin' for that pot of fish in the bowl They say her mother played her role I heard her mother on the roll Her mother always wearin' Where I'm from I guess how it goes
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The Beloved says Grown man is somethin' you gotta deal with Whole hand cards but nothin' that you can with That sound like from out a bull mouth the tepee is a full house Simple keep you out the cold If you hold it close together, we'll fold Why you lettin' the devil beat you out soul You believe in God then at least believe in odds This house of our is a house of cards Just the yards, and nice adjacent parks We was born black but that shit'll make you Even with a handful of Mind on the club to find a little love, my regards Cause when your P-O-V is like D-O-C a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key Finna bob and weave And the boxer boxin' Up out rings like it was Rocky 3 up in the game now Look at how we out like olly olly oxen free That ain't why they me, yeah, yeah Poor decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, edibles Instead of buildin' up a habit in vegetables Now early 30s, my blood pressure's Medical, nigga I'm tellin' you Coveting cars over influence your shootin' sprees Turn around and publish bars it ain't got shit to do with me to record so ruthlessly Rich
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Can't tell you 'bout that H But tell you 'bout this hate dude And show you where they raise a tool I have a nigga late for the labels or the shoes I'm from an era gold trinkets could buy attention And the hoes thinking might blow your for a known emblem Label whores fuck a sale and suck a store Lust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but Accord Or afford, a Dodge, or a Where she end up on your knob cause she has never adored Lord help us, my generation to an end Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we swim? I mean really why should I a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed I'm reppin' my set, no matter who against Once I got hot, they only good to vent
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