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And what's the point of even livin' if you finna die
I got some homies who locked up and others in the sky
Remember I was down bad and I was just wonderin' why
When DD died, I swear to God that shit hurt me inside
And all these feelings that a **** got, but I still feel numb
And I don't want none of that fake shit, so some real love
Because I really came from the bottom, yeah, the real slumps
When mamas cryin', **** die, they can't feel nothin
I'm so misunderstood, so I really don't know who I am
And where I came from, you gotta sell that shit ground for ground
These bitches really cold, they'll turn a child to a man
Remember ridin' in that Buc-ee, now a **** flexin' in a Lambo
You really with my heart, I think you threw that shit up on the floor
Soon when I see you, I'ma tell your ass to hit the door
And I remember bein' hot, but now a **** cold
Really tryna do this rap shit, I'm in a different mode
Hear all these **** study, talkin' bout all the shit that ain't
I feel like my time now, no, I cannot wait
**** really know that I'm the best, shit ain't no debate
I really came from the bottom, now I'm eatin' steak
You don't know the feelin' hearin' that your brother gone
Now I gotta put your name in every fuckin' song
I got your kids, yeah, I got em' bro, right or wrong
I wish it wasn't you, bro, I wish it was a fuckin' clone
You don't know the feelin' hearin' that your brother died
Seein' that catcher boy really made me traumatized
Over your name, you know it really, really down to ride
Disrespect his name, you know he leave a homicide
Messy murder scene, you know he really down to slide
They are not outside, you **** tryna hide
And I keep a 4.5 with a clean nine
You know I got a .30 stick with a beam now
You know I really make plays, call me Breeze now
A **** really start scammin', I got green now
When they see that GT, that's that fiend now
I was sellin' on them P's, I sell lean now
And when I take all of these drugs, all my feelin' disappear
Just don't know who finna leave, I don't know who gon' stay here
Know there's people in my ear, don't know just what they sayin
And every day I look up to the man, I start prayin
I don't want no new friends, don't try to shake my hand
And what's the point of being fake if you say you got bands
You got me in my back, yeah, I thought you was my man
So when I see you, ****, I'ma really get to sprayin
Mmm, mmm, mmm, yeah, yeah, yeah
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