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Uh-huh, said, I'm a young bad soldier, uh, straight Land Rover If a nigga in my way, you know he getting ran over Got some money, I stopped chasing sex and giving cold shoulders I know what to value in life, only dream of getting older He got hit with drunk shots, but he ain't wake up sober I be talkin' in my sleep, you gotta wake up colder This that wake up, make up, and chase somethin' bolder Gotta cut a nigga off if I feel like he gettin' over I been rappin' all my pain, I put my feelings in a soda This that cold icing Vac Dyson, shit sharper than Tyson In my Mac Ryans You ducking your opps, we duck indictments Straight MACs flying You'd think it's a bird or a plane, but it's flatlining But it's flatlining You'd think it's a bird or a plane, but it's flatlining Uh, but it's flatlining Uh, uh-huh, said, how you change like this and then you call on me, C? Praying on your downfall, your fall on repeat 'Member it was times when I ain't even have a dime, I told these niggas, "Pick a side, I'm tryna slime on DD" I been tryna rhyme, they got my homie doing time, but I said, "Fuck it, I'ma slime and keep on droppin' them threes" And keep on dropping them threes Most these niggas rats, they keep on copping them pleas He be tryna change Letras de cancionesI can tell he been through pain You can't hate the player, boy, you gotta hate the game Boy, you gotta hate the game I'm surrounded by the same old thing They're showing me, tellin' me lies Know what I'm sayin' is right Deep into the streets, I know you missing it Feel our distance in the world, that shit hit different I said, listen to me, baby Uh, I said, listen to me, baby Yeah, I said, listen to me, baby Want you to be my number one, just please be my McGrady Wanna get some money and just buy you a Mercedes Focused on my check, bitch, I ain't focused on no ladies In the paint, I'm going eighty, we got crack in like the '80s Uh, baby going crazy, she look at me like I made it Used to hear me in the basement, now you hear me on the station I was lonely in the vacant, now my brother drive a spaceship We been a long road, but I still chose to stay patient I can see me mama now when I call her and say I made it She don't really give a fuck unless I say I graduated All the real ones faded, all the fakes ones chasin' On and on, on and on It goes on and on, on and on It goes on and on, on and on Uh, on and on, it goes on and on He be tryna change I can tell he been through pain You can't hate the player, boy, you gotta hate the game From Letras Mania