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Yeah, y'all finished yo
Is y'all niggas
Got your little radio your little BDS, huh
You finished nigga, huh huh, y'all
Can I live, huh
Can I live, Joe bein' stingy with the music bin yo

Yo, yo, yo, I blacks out, I pulls the out
"what's that about," then I clap out
I get my plot on, in my on
Through the rotten, don't even on those who hate me
I got popped on, it (feelin' it)
Chickens are ice it
Cops it over, Jigga react militant
Speed off, told me to turn the beat off
I turned it a higher, then return the devils fire
I'm raised different, reactin'
Niggas lay stiff and, rookies blame it on the age
My subliminal create criminal O's
Sing if you with me, til the end of the road
I'm cynical in the view of the public
And is because, I'm defensive when I'm in interviews
The percentage who don't is higher than the percentage who do
yourself, what percentage is you?

Can I
For all my niggas with all white air force ones and guns, stack ones yo
Can I
For all my chicks, pigeons, hoes stand bow legged like the bulldog, what
I mean,
Can I
To all the ce-lo champs, two green dice and one red stop the and roll
yo
Can I
To all my niggas who drink Hennesy straight, cop mix tapes, and weight

I got the feds sending me letters 'cause I'm the youth
But they can't lock me 'cause my tool is the truth
Yeah I sold drugs for a living, a given
Why is it? why y'all try to visit the neighborhoods I lived in
My mind been hell, my neighborhood is crime central
Where cops lock you more try to defend you
I push you to the limit I'm needing the wealth
And all I see is life just repeatin' itself
Ran shorty boppin' down the ave
On his way to clockin' mad
He proceeded to show me a block of slab and

Hey yo there's money I I just gotta have
I catch up to these feinds I'm'a knock 'em on they ass
Not to brag, I look at life and laugh
How I think school and it taught me not a ?
When I out, let one one, let the barrel turn
Holla at you fagots its my block to burn
That you dead it, I know heads gettin' annoyed and knew all
About a dope feind before reading goings
Flipping boying, using the cut
One thing that's fucked up is bad dope that I can't
This slab gotta and re-bag, blend it in with the raw
it fast cop more, once I get it I got it I lock it
Nobody pop shit, selling twenties on my block
For blacktop shit
What you want nigga, you want nigga
you want, what you want nigga

Can I
To all my niggas that hold and they bubble coat
Tryin' to win in the Timbs yo
Can I live,
Yo USA, all my chicks that strip, boo's, go to the with the dewy pins still in
All my with the credit card scams, two kids, one job, and no man
All my chicks gettin' that washing set with their welfare
All the mommies besa, alright?
All my niggas rockin' them fifty cats, to get at this rap
what I mean?
All my cats with open cases, big cars, and no licenses, I like that
see y'all
All my niggas that say after they say some fucked up shit
Rock on and uh, Jigga shit, forever yo
Coins, yeah,
Memph Bleek