| Hating the game, it ain't no love |
| Never been ashamed for who I was |
| Never feel ashamed when I fill my cup |
| Aye, will they feel the same if I give up |
| When my nigga died, it wasn't enough |
| They just kill, taking more and more |
| If you can't keep your mouth closed, nigga, get out the trap |
| Aye, how many gon' turn on me if I hang up this rap |
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| How many still gon' love me if I don't sign? |
| I hope my dog stay on my side, like I'm blind |
| I watch them haters put on them shades, they hate to see me shine |
| In that water, I'm a gator, I think I'm Perine (22) |
| Bury that money, put dirt on it, we watch it grow like flowers |
| Too busy knocking them down, just like the Twin Towers |
| Yeah, can't fuck with him he 12 |
| His name Dwight Howard |
| Yeah, Lil Joe gon' patch him him up, if I think he sour |
| All I ever seen was homicide on my side |
| I can't name one nigga on my block made it out |
| We might be shooting dice and all we hear is gunshots |
| All these Glocks here brand new, we ain't tryna see the pawn shop |
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| Hating the game, it ain't no love |
| Never been ashamed for who I was |
| Never feel ashamed when I fill my cup |
| Aye, will they feel the same if I give up |
| When my nigga died, it wasn't enough |
| They just kill, taking more and more |
| If you can't keep your mouth closed, nigga, get out the trap |
| Aye, how many gon' turn on me if I hang up this rap |
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| I'm tryin' to stack that money to my knees |
| These rappers, they not on my back, they not in my league |
| Won't let my niggas starve, make sure they eat |
| Only time I see Fred is on the T |
| Last time I seen my granny, she couldn't breathe |
| That's all I see when I close my eyes & try to sleep |
| I know I can't get her back, so I sip lean |
| Wish I could turn reality into a dream |
| Aye, how he not important, spend 2,000 on some kicks |
| She act like she want more of me , I told her give me rear |
| Bitch, trying to have my kids, don't want me focused on my career |
| In the store, call right now and bitch I still won't pay your bills |
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| Ain't you tired of seeing balloons in the sky |
| Ain't you tired of seeing everybody around you die |
| Every time your nigga got as bond, bail em out |
| Make sure you watching everybody & this is why |
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| Hating the game, it ain't no love |
| Never been ashamed for who I was |
| Never feel ashamed when I fill my cup |
| Aye, will they feel the same if I give up |
| When my nigga died, it wasn't enough |
| They just kill, taking more and more |
| If you can't keep your mouth closed, nigga, get out the trap |
| Aye, how many gon' turn on me if I hang up this rap |
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