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I should've known better Can't even pretend like I don't want it again On the brain all the time Thinkin' of all the things that we did Great John on the beat, by the way Fross I take these Percocets to get in my zone, yeah I'm from the cold streets, you know what I'm on, yeah I see the sunlight, but covered in stone, yeah N***a we gon' fight, but I'd rather throw, yeah N***a I went through the struggle, mean a lot of pain And if I'm callin' you my brother, you get blessed the same And we don't switch up on each other, we don't cross the grain And we be real with each other, ain't no fakin' gang Ain't no fakin' gang, ain't no switchin' chains Say you a dime baby girl, but I don't carry change You out your mind baby girl, I only love to bang I'm tryna fly up out this world and have a crib in space, crib in space I can't love no more, my heart is closed I've been livin' large like a boss My n***as got far, we was broke I don't need no one, I be solo I be so low N***as be fakin', be snitchin' on low-low N***as be talkin', be rattin' to the po-po Say they wit' you, but they switch up on that bro code Say that's your man, but that's your man f**kin' on your b*t*h, bro Locked in the can, you ain't help your mans, you ain't send him sh*t, bro I was in the cell, I was in hell, I ain't have no hope Can't trust nobody, can't trust not a damn soul We'll make it hot in broad day, it could be bare cold Don't give a f**k what you gotta say, n***a we on go N***a we on go Don't give a f**k what you gotta say, n***a we on go N***a we on go See I been livin' this life and n***as thinkin' it's perfect But I came from gravel and n***as goin' through worse things Mom called me in the cell, I knew she was hurting Now I gotta get it up so I could reverse this Huh, free all my felons They locked in the cell, and We talk on the cell line They see me through mail-ins Love my fallen in Heaven Seein' me smile up in Heaven But while I'm down in here I'ma keep terrorizin' sh*t 'til I'm up in there, yeah yeah yeah I take these Percocets to get in my zone, yeah I'm from the cold streets, you know what I'm on, yeah I see the sunlight, but covered in stone, yeah N***a we gon' fight, but I'd rather throw, yeah N***a I went through the struggle, mean a lot of pain And if I'm callin' you my brother, you get blessed the same And we don't switch up on each other, we don't cross the grain And we be real with each other, ain't no fakin' gang Ain't no fakin' gang, ain't no switchin' chains Say you a dime baby girl, but I don't carry change You out your mind baby girl, I only love to bang I'm tryna fly up out this world and have a crib in space, crib in space And have a crib in space I'm tryna fly up out this world and have a crib in space Fross On the brain all the time Thinkin' of all the things that we did
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