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Yeah I'ma keep it real on this one Ghetto Boyz sh*t, n***a Can't let these n***as take me out the streets, I'm a father B*t*h, I got a son I love and a daughter My kids gon' show the same love if I ain't have a dollar N***as pure bums in they heart, they should ask for dollars I done helped a lot of n***as out and ain't brag about it Watch a n***a switch up for the pape', I just laugh about it F**k friends, all that sh*t fake, they won't crash about me This case sh*t got me, I don't even wanna be with cats on Daria You wasn't f**kin' with me, I was broke, so don't ask for nada Had a white boy buyin' dope that look like Frank Sinatra Whoever knew a measly forty cell would get some years out me? But I gotta stay strong for my son, ain't no tears droppin' Sh*t, at least I ain't goin' in broke, that's the real problem Still takin' care of the fam when I'm gone, yeah, I still got it Money don't mean sh*t, really it's the respect for me 'Cause I'd trade in all this money just to see Kwonny in jail at least Sh*t, at least he still alive Tried to help my n***a out, he backstabbed me, least I still tried That n***a shot at me, a bullet ain't touch me, but he still died Still askin' God why the f**k I gotta do a real five But my right hand got twenty-eight years, it's just a lil' time This case changed my life, just showin' me it's a real God I know I seem to be alive, but I died on the inside No weak blood, n***a, I don't even cry on the inside This the life I signed up for, so I can't be mad Less involvement on the case with more years, I can't be a rat Made a quarter mil' 'fore I went in and went to sleep fast Sh*t I know my family took care of, I went to sleep glad This the last call and my b*t*h ain't answer, went to sleep mad All I'm thinkin' is my head is? alright All I'm thinkin' in my head is I'll be back When them b*t*hes let me out, If a n***a harm my family, I'll be back I was two days old and got adopted, I got three dads Used to want a Jeep when I was broke, I went and bought that Cherokee fast Ridin' around givin' knowledge out, it's just me and Ca** Gotta leave my son life for a minute, he gon' be mad Mad as hell, I wish I had on a motherf**kin' ski mask But I'm only facin' forty-four months, it's gon' be fast You the type of n***a get a DUI and tell with your weak a** When you locked up, you appreciate little sh*t like green gra** High as hell sleepin' like a bear in my green bed Thousand pills hid under the chair, that's a beanbag Pops like, "Why you drinkin' all this lean?" I'm a fiend, dad But who would've ever thought I'd touch a hundred K clean cash?
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