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you too but please dont force us
Mama told me one day imma live it like I am royalty
Looked up and said "bet that by the time you out your fourties"

See my focus was to earn
I'm stressing now let's let it burn
Let's take it slow let's sip some syrup
Shooting dice right by the curb
Heard lil j died

bitches they ain't sticking to the code
And yeah you know i'm ten toes n**** I won't ever fold
When Stevie died I swear that shit it hurt me deep up in my

tried/
When we didn't have cable, bought Dvd for the five/
2 bedroom apartments, no beds inside/
My mama did it all up on her own, yea my daddy had died

Mama, pray for me please, I'm going outside
I'll be on the corner where my father died
I just hope my honor isn't compromised
It's the only thing

gotta fill you motherfuckers in
You gon' feel it

Live from the city like it's
Fox 10 breaking news
I'm from a city where every
Murder don't make the news

ain't nun of my business
Dumb ass nigga should of knew better he should of ducked before he tried to run damn Opp died with his gun on him
Shhsh ahhtt

thing Craz!
The whole thing insane
The way he died
I wish he died in his sleep.

The way it feels 3x
Wish we live forever
The way he died wish he died in

On Me

Erykah Badu

The Documentary 2

2015

the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these cold streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate
And if Game told me, "Drive by it," I

I need a milly, times it by five
Actually ten
We on a streak, letter and Johnny
We at it again
Run it back, run it back, run it back
I need a queen,

watch out for the strays, yeah
Ten toes down, keep it underground, yeah
Oh, we run it then, now we running out

Cali love, Cali love, Cali love
Cali

Let's Get Funky

B.G.

It's All on U, Vol. 1

1997

Choppers with drums
Nigga thats how it comes
Assualt rifles, extended clips
Let you know where I'm from
The names chopper city
It's a city

Redrum

Skepta

Ignorance Is Bliss

2019

a nigga died, hey (woah)
Why your mama crying? Hey (why your mama cryin'?)
I laugh, ayy, swoosh with the Glock, ayy (with a Glock)
Carti in the spot

still died)
I died on a 10 though
That doesn't matter lil' nigga you shoulda known better when stepping in warzones
All these niggas they tripping
They

cell and watched Hill die

Yeah, I was livin' in the cell when X had died
Send me to jail, you know I'm gon' ride
Never gon' care, I'm never gon' cry

Catch me on a city-wide rampage
Comin up with everybody on the other side
I'm that pistol packin never lackin
Cocaine in the baggie
Run up on you

it fa 10 tryna times it by a Hunnid 
I went re up seen my uncle by da junkies
I dropped out of college family think ima flunky 
My pops understood dat

to the hood
Pass them all out on the block, what's good?
I'mma put the Compton swap meet
By the White House
Republican run up, get socked out
Hit the Pres with

Yeah, you dun know already, it's your boy BP
Straight up Tigga D, you dun know, holdin' it down (ayy, Madara, run that back)
Ten years up in this

Closer to My Dreams

Drake

Drought Is Over

2009

the (Artful Dodger)
Shola Ama
I told her I'mma
'Bout to get my run on so hold the commas
Times've changed now I'm older mama
And these niggas ain't solid

pays ten, runs off with the gourd, and fixes the beard on his face.)
Ah, well there's one born every minute.

Always Look on the Bright Side of Life

Nigga my mama died shit left me traumatized
Better not cross the line
Or it's gon be an homicide

Free the niggas in the pen
Niggas in there doing

I can't beef with no police ass nigga
How you gon' win
Cause if I do something to you
Bitch you gon' to run to the police
And you know you ain't bout

networth of the IRS
If I don't get in, tell who's at the door to fuck 'emselves
I put that work in, I deserve to make it by myself
Almost got 10,000 hours