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Stuck in the Streets
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Stitches
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Daddy, the devil's on your shoulder Forgive me for my wrongs (My wrongs), I was just a kid I was sellin' that work (That work), I ain't wanna be average All that stuff got old, I guess I'm gettin' older Tryna change for the sake of my kids, but the devil's on my shoulder The devil's tellin' me to sell a drug The devil's tellin' me not to give a f**k The devil's tellin' me, "Shoot somebody, bro" (Brrt) The devil's tellin' me not to show no love I feel like I'm stuck in the streets If I change, will they think that I'm weak? If I die, am I restin' in peace? "RIP" with my face on a tee? What do you see when you look at me? Criminal minded, I'm about to start a riot Maybe I can't change my ways 'Cause I'm just too mothaf**kin' grimey Hol' up, wait, I'm about to rob him Hol' up, wait, I'ma start a problem Big weight, I'm about to sell it Big weight, it can make me a felon Hundred kilos sittin' in my trunk I'm about to slice one down the middle and just take a bump This is just part of my lifestyle Somebody could take my life now (Life now) No regrets, just blood, sweat, and tears I just talked to my plug and the work is here Thank God, safety arrival Boy, my plug calls me a psycho I could front ya, but I need to be paid on time I need every dime And don't be callin' my phone for no eight-ball 'Cause that's like dubs and dimes That's just small weight, small fry, small guy My coco is A-1 These birds right here, they really fly If you get caught with 'em, don't testify
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