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Kid!
We don't say it
We don't even say R.I.P
We say Long Live, all my niggas gone, ya know
Niggas we lost to this shit
Niggas really out
In the
You know, for real, this shit that I'm rappin' 'bout, you know, I'm just
Like, I'm

'Member what it to be like
I was
what it used to be like
I was off the
what it used to be like
All I had a
'Member it used to be like
We ain't a thing
But I it to some shit that they all wanna be like
Ain't gon' never get like this cause you wanna be right
I make all the so you live a better life
Somebody told me your legacy while you're still alive
Somebody me leave your legacy while you're still alive
I wonder it be like if G-Fazo was still alive
'Member Kobe died I drank that shit right out the bottle
We went to war for Rock, wonder if he was here, would he have had a
We gon' fall out this rap shit, wonder what Slim would've felt about it
Turned all the way up in this rap shit, but I wish Cap was here beside me
Now a of silence
Where we grew up all we was violence
2012, we was strapped, used to play with bitches like violins
We ain't get to make it back safe if we hearin' the sirens
We get put with the opps on the air, phones wildin'
Matter fact, that, if you want smoke we can dial in
hit a lick, we gon' pull a [?]
We broke no more, how do you end up on an island?
Trash lil' niggas get rich
it on my hip with his headphone
He be shooting dice with his hand
Ten four stack with a hand
Fuck a nigga bitch like a
Been in the streets whats the
Drako make him duck limbo
him stretched out, no limo
Get money, 100, my M-O
I'ma stay 150, 50 on a chain, 150
You know this 150
Foe nem big as 50's
They don't no lil ass glizzy
at least put .30 in it
I ain't gon lie, this shit
These lil niggas here 'bout buisness
They in this shit finish
I got real doing sentences, they in that bitch tryna finish
I'ma help put on for my hood and my city smoking OG in Givenchy
I was smelling like pot store in school, I was seventeen they gave a detention
Went to school, had to dip wit' from glick the 17, niggas be greetin' with tension
And big bro was ready to park by the school I left, just in case he was itchin
[?], niggas is snitches
Long live Playboy, bitches
T-Slick, I miss him
Free Lil [?], he
No Limit Gang, finna get the did
And still doin' this independant, you dig?
And I'm out, these pointers big
Them only gon' get bigger, you dig?
A nigga only get richer, you dig?
My fans gotta pay for a picture, you dig?
Just support a nigga, you
Y'all I on a mission, kid
Gotta on, I'll be on my way, I'ma miss you kid
I gotta keep gettin' money, if you get in my way I hope you your kid (Goodbye)