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Back on my shit Bag full of tricks Living in Louis (you basic bitch, you basic...) Brackin that bih Smash and I dip (dip) Thought that she knew me (Thought you did, I thought of you) I was so lost 'fore I found my outlet (ay I got plug, I got the plug) (PLUG!) If I had a nick for all those nights spent (ay whoa, I can't I can't sleep) Wide awake 300 dimes but they can wait Mama she told me that'd I be great But she didn't tell bout all the hoes (no she didn't tell me 'bout) No she didn't tell me bout all these foes No she didn't tell me to cop gold No I went copped that shit on my own But Buddha he told to let it go (Let it go) Ain't nothing changed but the chain Nigga my name is my name (OG) Ain't nothing changed but the chain Nigga my name is my name (My name is my.) Ain't nothing changed but the chain Nigga my name is my name (My name is my...) Ain't nothing changed but the chain Nigga my name is my name (OG) WALL FLOWER (rose up in the concrete) PURPLE FLOWERS (purple flowers, purple syrup) Rose petals in the air My prose from the soul Tate Ghul from the hole James Gumb with hose Lil billy buffalo Beat the beat ruffalo Niggas swaying to the flow Tell sway I need 5 fingers, 10 ten toes, 20 cold ones after I rip the shit Get the pack go grip the shit Flip the shit, grab the Bic Use the vic, dip in it Roll a fifth, plead the fifth Need a fix, Take a sip Burn the spliff, like I know you fucking wanted to nigga Burn the spliff, like I know you fucking wanted to nigga You can't pass that shit Can't pass that shit Gotta face that spliff Can't pass that shit
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