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Nick Dow! (Nick Dow!) Uh, speakin' of the city, I put it on my back (Put it on my back) All my n***as winnin', dawg, you check the stats (Check the stats) Took a couple losses but we made it back Do my n***as favours with no strings attached (Nah) It's not where you been, dawg, it's where you're at (Where you at) You gotta watch your friends, those are ones who mad, uh Blowin' dope for the [?] gas Oh so special with it, I feel chosen (Uh) Had the plan and mapped it out, let's get this sh*t in motion (sh*t in motion) Cutthroat money, I get that money and blow it I never had sh*t and it showin' Word up on my shoulders, never foldin' (Uh) This chip on my shoulder that I'm holdin' (Uh) They wonder why a young n***a focussed (Uh) They wonder why a young n***a ownin' (Own it) I do this sh*t for Young, he on that level four (On that level four) I do this for my n***as 'cause that's all I know (That's all I know) I do this for my daughter, swear I love her so (I love her so) I do this for the city, put the beach on (Beach on) They say they run the city, dawg but we know (We know) I do this sh*t for Shirley and her three kids (Uh) I do this sh*t with honour, never compromisin' morals Got people dependin' on me, pray I make it big (Pray I make it big) This world upon my shoulders but I do this sh*t I do this sh*t International underground kings n***as like me took the harder route Who the f**k you callin' out? We can tell that you just started out You treat the game like it's your mama house Since every rapper is the goat, I treat the game like it's a slaughterhouse Anybody can get it like it's on the house, yeah I'm the one they scared to talk about I'm tryna count M's, n***as tryna count me out I was told to go get it by any means I don't even think that you n***as know what it means I don't have to be a killer to tell you I'm from the streets Some n***as take led, I chose takin' the lead I was taught to fly without a set of wings Young black n***a but the cuisine is Japanese 'Cause it ain't 'bout where you been but where you at Either you bounce back or it's a bounce-back, n***a! Speakin' of the city, I put it on the map (On the map) All my n***as winnin', you can check the stats (Check the stats) Took a couple losses but we made it back (Facts n***a) Do my n***as favours with no strings attached (Strings attached) I do this sh*t for them so they ain't gotta ask (Gotta ask) Watch out for your friends, those the ones who mad (f**k 'em) Smokin' dope, just blew a hundred grams
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