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This is really fucking cool Understanded what I wouldn't be Under, under, under Understanded what I wouldn't be Yeah, understanded what I wouldn't be Niggas talking on me, they be talking all that blasphemy Demons all around me, man, I swear these niggas after me Pull up on the scene and switch the shit, shit was tragedy I stayed up in the streets, was cold so niggas had to strap the heat Juggin' packs to get it back so all my gualas trap and eat 'Member when gualas starved, it's only right my gualas eat It's only right my gualas ball, we die for JLs on our feet Niggas wouldn't understand I'm winning but it's like defeat I copped myself a big estate but death was on my life complete Money make your life elite but leave you when this life's complete And I really want in life was bread so I can write and eat Smoking like a fucking fiend to keep my mental on my feet Running for them fucking Ms, still put them diamonds in my teeth Count up 'til that money ends, that money counter make the beep Niggas locked up prayin' for me even though they life is bleak Blessing niggas, this that introduction to the fucking streets We don't call the boys the pigs, we call 'em [?] they on our meat Hopped up off the porch and hit the stu', it's like I found my feet Niggas duckin' shots, was duckin' low, then threw back with the heat Letras de cancionesGang, ayy, I don't like this anymore, ayy I don't wanna live it like this any So what's up? Pull up, I'ma show you where I'm from, ayy [?] show you how it's done Yeah, ayy, I don't like this anymore, ayy I don't wanna live it like this anymore So what's up? Pull up, I'ma show you where I'm from, ayy Feeling like 'til I'm done, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Them sixteens straight to the point, don't get your dome hit Everything fresh out the box, I'm on my grown shit I ain't into smoking with niggas, I got my own zips Coming through puffin' some lethal knockin' my own shit Kids, don't try this at home, stunt at your own risk Niggas wanted bars from a stoner, I'm who they gon' get A1 punches is hittin' just like a stone fist Sucker for good numbers got me back to my old tricks Now watch me pull a rabbit out the hat Shit, I'll [?] just know I'ma get it back Wearin' gold in the hood, chains equaled up to plaques Had the deals on the ends, all he wanted was a stack Paid to John Moran if you equal to transpo' Flyin' out the box, same worth to gamble Soon as it touch down, I'm dumpin' a handful Top shelf work don't come with samples Gang, ayy, I don't like this anymore, ayy I don't wanna live it like this any So what's up? Pull up, I'ma show you where I'm from, ayy [?] show you how it's done Yeah, ayy, I don't like this anymore, ayy I don't wanna live it like this anymore So what's up? Pull up, I'ma show you where I'm from, ayy Feeling like 'til I'm done, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Yo, I don't wanna live like this, I'm done with it Niggas going to jail or they dying too young with it Supreme fanny pack, gotta carry a gun in it Least we was getting money, havin' some fun with it Businessman, try not to deal with no middle niggas Talk face to face on the phone, you riddle niggas Before you give 'em anything, make sure you drill 'em niggas Left the block, had to pass it down to my little niggas Used to be more sneakers and more blunts Now I'm buyin' buildings and lookin' for storefronts Least a quarter-million, that's like every four months How a nigga in the game and I ain't even score once? Yeah, it's the dedication and discipline Never do more talking than listening (Shh) Never let nobody tell you they gon' fit you in Fuck it, get outta there and get rich again Gang, ayy, I don't like this anymore, ayy I don't wanna live it like this any So what's up? Pull up, I'ma show you where I'm from, ayy [?] show you how it's done Yeah, ayy, I don't like this anymore, ayy I don't wanna live it like this anymore So what's up? Pull up, I'ma show you where I'm from, ayy Feeling like 'til I'm done, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy From Letras Mania