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At the fam reunion bner lookin like he stole sum All this social beefin back & fourth that shit ain't for the public I respect the ones that's really real that's tryna fold sum I respect big bus cause he was there shit when no one wasn't, Most these niggas cryin out for help that's how you know it's ugly, Life get too real expect the worst you gotta know it's comin, I ain't make the rules this where I'm from I'm just a product of it, Told em you gone fall for anything if you don't stand for nothin Where I'm from it's shoot to kill, where I'm from that shit get real I ain't seen my unc in years, we still workin on appeals, Bloodshed gone wipe the tears, why you thought this fight was fair, Loyalty yo type is rare, type of shit you can't compare, You ain't gang you can't come near, I was taught to stay prepared, I was taught to keep it player, fuckin bitches by the pair, I wish all my dawgs was here, thinkin bout the times we shared Change shit I wouldn't dare, before I snitch I'll get the chair, Change for the better it's shit about me I can't never change, She just think I made it cause the diamonds on my pinky ring, Cuz catch a charge I got the funds yea we gone beat the case Gotta have it on you never know who gone see today, Damn I can't get a break can't give up I give em hope, Brother play wit baby A's on the top it got a scope, Really it been hard to trust I can't tell who friend or foe, Bner he been runnin plays I can show you give & go, Patience I been movin slow, rock the F up in my coat, I can say I never fold even back when I was broke, Same shit be gettin old I done seen this shit before, Touched some chicken on the road still don't Feel the same as home Yea, more money come wit problems, Doin shit we used to dream about im thinkin how we got it, Any circumstances never fold stayin solid, Used to talk about the foreigns now we really Hoppin out em Car look robotic, Every bitch exotic, Got that kinda money make you wanna hurt yo potna, On the road to riches they only want you when you poppin Everytime they see me they like bner when you Droppin, Told em like a week or 2, diamonds shinnin peek a boo Fame shit I'll never do, I'm just tryna see it thru, Family ties not a group 08 we don't do recruits, nigga who tf is you, Talkin like you in the loop, Now we got some shit to lose, brother had that shit a school In this shit you can't hit snooze, fuck around & make the news, I don't like to hype myself really I just play it coo If we ever feel a threat brother he gone paint the room
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