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This is Jap P Bangz

Yeah, all my life, makin' them bad decisions (Sheesh)
I'm just tryna make it from rags to riches
But n***as really turnin' they backs against us
What's the point if it ain't a bag to split it with my n***as
What's the point if I can't go half, uh, with my n***as
What's the point if all this fake love

If your n***as ain't no loyal then what's the point
Man, these b*t*hes don't love you, they love the coins
I just play my position, I'm sittin' back lookin' poised

Nothin' like Wiz Khalifa but knowin' that We Dem Boyz
I'm knowin' that we them boys, just can't be a statistic
They build us up to destroy, everyday is war time
We hit the block then deploy when it's time to mount up
Make believers out the ones who doubt us
All this gun powder, givin' lead showers
Thirsty for a body, n***as use to slide for hours
Get killed for fifty cent, trippin' on that power
Joey Montana, I'm feelin' like the world is ours
When the spot jumpin', guarantee I'm takin' all fades
When the cops come and cheech it
I ain't worried 'bout a raid
Give a f**k about tomorrow, I'm livin' for today
Out here servin' this Ye, let's make a way
Yeah, all my life, makin' them bad decisions (Sheesh)
I'm just tryna make it from rags to riches
But n***as really turnin' they backs against us
What's the point if it ain't a bag to split it with my n***as
What's the point if I can't go half, uh, with my n***as
What's the point if all this fake love

If your n***as ain't no loyal then what's the point
Man, these b*t*hes don't love you, they love the coins
I just play my position, I'm sittin' back lookin' poised

Never got sh*t for Christmas
But stay playin' with toys, we stay playin' with toys
These n***as, they on mute, they ain't makin' no noise
I smash off in the coupe, it ain't makin' no noise
Flexin' on these n***as like I'm playin' with Roy
b*t*h, I been gettin' money, stop playin' with the boy
This sh*t everyday, life so good have you thinkin'
And makin' Heaven weigh
Your n***a cross you and ain't hesitate
And they wonder why the hood is hella segregated
Don't need your love, that sh*t is hella overrated
Give me your loyalty
That's how I know you never changin'
And you can use me for a demonstration
One of the few real n***as out of the city that made it
Yeah, all my life, makin' them bad decisions (Sheesh)
I'm just tryna make it from rags to riches
But n***as really turnin' they backs against us
What's the point if it ain't a bag to split it with my n***as
What's the point if I can't go half, uh, with my n***as
What's the point if all this fake love

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