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I can tell bout the Mach Five I can show you what them buy I can you 'bout my block ties I can take you to the far Poor decision makin' plagued you lives You crack up on your momma porch While she still goin' her new divorce He has a thrill as he his voice When he really needs to raise his Young with so much talent Young thugs no balance niggas havin' no fathers Young niggas dope charges up she say she felt alone Now she for that pot of gold Another in the bowl They say her mother never her role I heard her mother on the roll Her mother always wearin' Where I'm I guess that's how it goes
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The Beloved says Grown man bars is somethin' you deal with Whole cards but nothin' that you can build with That sound like from out a bull mouth Even the is a full house shelter keep you out the cold If you hold it close together, we'll never Why you the devil beat you out your soul You don't in God then at least believe in odds house of our is just a house of cards Just without the yards, and nice parks We was born black but that shit'll make you with a handful of hearts Mind on the club just to find a little love, my Cause when P-O-V is poverty It's like a lottery, that D-O-C be lock and key Finna D-O-P-E bob and And the boxin' free Up out them rings like it was 3 Caught up in the now Look at how we came out like olly oxen free ain't why they watchin' me, yeah, yeah Poor decider since 4, 5 or sugar coated, colored edibles Instead of buildin' up a habit in vegetables Now early 30s, my blood incredible Medical, nigga I'm tellin' you cars over community Rappers influence your shootin' Turn around and publish like it ain't got shit to do with me to record so ruthlessly Rich
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Can't you 'bout that H dude But I'll tell you 'bout hate dude And I'll show you where they raise a I have a nigga for the labels or the latest shoes I'm from an era gold trinkets could buy attention And the hoes thinking might blow winky for a known emblem Label whores that'll fuck a sale and suck a Lust apparel, who dream of Rolls, but can't Or afford, a Dodge, or a Where she end up on your knob cause she has never adored Lord us, my generation come to an end Cause we all selfish, but shallow, how we gon' swim? I mean really why I pretend? Walk a day up in my tennis; my is possessed I'm reppin' my set, no matter who against I got hot, they only good option to vent
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