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I can tell you' the Mach Five I can you what them blocks buy I can tell you 'bout my ties I can take you to the far Poor decision plagued you niggas' lives You sellin' crack up on your porch While she goin' through her new divorce He has a thrill as he raise his When he really to raise his boys thugs with so much talent Young havin' no balance Young niggas no fathers Young catchin' dope charges Growin' up she say she alone Now she for that pot of gold Another fish in the They say her mother never her role I her mother always on the roll Her mother always gold Where I'm from I guess that's how it
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The Beloved says Grown man bars is somethin' you gotta deal Whole hand cards but that you can build with That sound like bullshit from out a bull the tepee is a full house Simple shelter you out the cold If you hold it close together, we'll never Why you lettin' the beat you out your soul You don't believe in God at least believe in odds This house of our is just a of cards Just without the yards, and nice parks We was black but that shit'll make you dark with a handful of hearts Mind on the club just to find a little love, my when your P-O-V is poverty It's like D-O-C a lottery, that be lock and key Finna D-O-P-E bob and And the boxer boxin' Up out them like it was Rocky 3 Caught up in the now Look at how we came out like olly oxen free That ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, Poor decider since like 4, 5 or sugar coated, edibles Instead of buildin' up a habit in them Now early 30s, my blood pressure's Medical, yeah I'm tellin' you Coveting cars community Rappers influence your shootin' around and publish bars like it ain't got shit to do with me Easy to record so Rich
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Can't tell you 'bout that H But I'll tell you 'bout this dude And show you where they raise a tool I have a nigga for the labels or the latest shoes I'm from an era where gold trinkets buy attention And the hoes might blow your winky for a known emblem Label that'll 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 cause she has never been adored Lord help us, my come to an end Cause we all selfish, but livin' shallow, how we swim? I really why should I pretend? a day up in my tennis; my soul is possessed I'm reppin' my set, no matter who posin' Once I got hot, they only option to vent
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