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(Dougie on the beat)

At first it was shots fired (It was), then the police sirens (f**k)
We spinnin' these blocks 'til n***as is opps, so they gotta keep dyin' (They do)
My cousin is gone, I had to be strong, I couldn't keep cryin' (I couldn't)
Don't care about fame, it's faces on my chains, so I gotta keep slidin'
You don't know the sh*t I been through
All them nights that I couldn't sleep (What?)
I would go catch a victim 'cause n***as be slippin' for thinkin' this sh*t is sweet (Come here)
Smokin' weed in my building, try get out my feelings, it was just me and Meech (Meech)
I told him I got him, we moved out the projects, but I still play the streets (f**k 'em)
'Cause I got some demons with me (Uh-huh)
And I can't shake 'em off (At all)
Perc' after Perc', I said I'll be numb, so f**k it, I'm breakin' laws (Let's get it)
Why would I run when I got a gun? My n***a, I'm takin' yours (You stupid?)
Yeah, I got a b*t*h, but yours on my body, you know I'ma f**k 'em both (Hah)
This the sh*t that I was raised on
Play tough, get your face blown (Uh-huh)
I be poppin' up like State Farm
With my hoodie on and a K drawn (Boom)
Blue money what we play for
I be focused, I don't take days off
To the bullsh*t, I be Ray Charles
Let the 40 off at a state park, I don't play with n***as

I know I ain't livin' right
Lord knows I don't sleep at night
These streets got my body
I can't trust nobody
No, no, no, no, no

I was on back blocks, I had a black Glock
Think they could play with me, I had that thing on me, I was a bad guy
I had a bad thot before all the ass shots
But she did me bad, now look at her ass, yeah, I'm in my bag now
I'm out of reach, I used to sleep inside of the traphouse
And Fivi gettin' that breach and I'm with a treesh blowin' her back out
Me, Cueno, and Shyste, Jah goin' crazy, he tend to blackout
Them n***as be livin' a lie, I see in his eyes, he ain't what he rap 'bout (He cappin')
Smoke 'til I pass out, I'm still the same n***a
Runnin' with gravediggers, seen money change n***as
Walk with my nine, they get out of line and I gotta pay a visit
Would stand on the lines to get in the club, now they gotta pay a n***a
Oh, they think I forgot? They counted me out, and now I'm her favorite n***a
I am not trustin' nobody, she know my body, I do not play with n***as
Dare one them n***as to try me, that's on my mommy, bullet decaying n***as
Nothing left to say to n***as
I tried to pave the way for n***as

I know I ain't livin' right
Lord knows I don't sleep at night
These streets got my body
I can't trust nobody
No, no, no, no, no

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