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

Yo, yo, yo, I out, I pulls the mack out
"what's that about," then I clap out
I get my on, in my drop on
Through the rotten, don't even hate on who hate me
I got popped on, it (feelin' it)
Chickens are ice it
Cops pullin' it over, Jigga militant
Speed off, officer told me to the beat off
I turned it a level higher, return the devils fire
I'm raised different, situations
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 when in the of the public
And this is because, I'm defensive when I'm in
The percentage who understand is higher than the percentage who do
Check yourself, what percentage is

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

I got the feds sending me letters I'm schooling the youth
But they can't lock me down 'cause my tool is the
I sold drugs for a living, that's a given
Why is it? why don't y'all try to the neighborhoods I lived in
My mind been through hell, my neighborhood is crime
Where cops lock you than try to defend you
I push you to the when 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 me a block of slab and said

Hey yo there's I there I just gotta have
When I up to these feinds I'm'a knock 'em on they ass
Not to brag, I look at life and laugh
How I think about school and it me not a ?
I backed out, let one one, let the barrel turn
Holla at you that its my block to burn
That credit you dead it, I heads gettin' annoyed and knew all
About a dope feind reading Donald goings
Flipping boying, using the cut
One thing that's fucked up is bad dope I can't pump
This gotta re-up 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 bitch
For some shit
What you want nigga, you want nigga
What you want, you want nigga

Can I
To all my that hold coke 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 store 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 their welfare check
All the dame 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
I'll see
All my niggas that say pause after say some fucked up shit
on and uh, Jigga shit, Rockafella forever yo
Coins, yeah,
Memph Bleek