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Look, look, look |
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A young nigga screamin fuck the world and let 'em die |
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Behind tints, tryna' duck the world and smokin rie |
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Got my bandanna 'round my head and pants to my feet |
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And got my eyes fire red and glock on my seat |
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I'm tryna' stay under intoxication |
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'Cause I lost my father, and got a daughter, plus I'm on probation |
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I'm drinkin liquor like it's water, gettin pissy drunk |
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And stayin away from them lil' broads that tryin to give me some |
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I keep a chopper in the trunk and my heat on my wasteline |
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Duckin the law, 'cause I ain't tryna' do no FED time |
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Sometimes I just wish I could be away |
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But I gotta take care of everything and keep macita straight |
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So I just maintain the struggle and I keep tryin |
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But how can I when my closest people keep dyin' |
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I ain't lyin that the law tryna' bust my clique |
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But I scream fuck the world man, I'm too young for this |
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Look, I don't curse, but in this verse man, fuck the world |
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I lost my father to a gun and made a little girl |
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And I'm still thuggin' wit' my niggas tryna' keep it real |
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And I'm still doin for my mother and I'm payin' bills |
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Give me a cigarette, my nerves bad |
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The FEDs said they heard that I know where them birds at |
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And my old lady say she saw me with anotha Brizzah |
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And some a the boys shot up my block so now I gotta kill 'em |
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And teachers keep tellin' my momma that I'm gettin' worse |
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And now she trippin talkin 'bout I need to be in church |
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And my lil' girl whole family tryna' lie in court |
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Tryna' put me, a child, on child support |
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And my own family deny me of what I do 'cause I'm a 'thug and stuff' |
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Plus, my niggas keep fallin to them drugs and stuff |
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That dope got these niggas meltin away |
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Man they got clowns right around me, killin they self everyday |
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We keep fightin but they so strong |
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I know it's hard but don't give up baby hold on |
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Just keep ya fate, count blessings, and wodie keep ya trust |
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And grab ya nuts and let 'em know that we don't give a fuck |
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We don't give a fuck |
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Look, I don't curse, but in this verse man, fuck the world |
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I lost my father to a gun and made a little girl |
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And I'm still thuggin' wit' my niggas tryna' keep it real |
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And I'm still doin for my mother and I'm payin' bills |
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I mean the world just ain't gon' never change |
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So I just keep my head up and my nuts, let 'em hang |
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Dawg I swear it's very rough out here for the youngstas |
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Like everybody against me 'cause I'm a young thug |
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Dear Rabbit, why they have to kill Rabbit? |
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But I'ma keep you alive, nigga, I'm Lil' Rabbit |
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That's why this lil' nigga be buggin like it's no tomorrow |
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I only can depend on macita and C-M-R |
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I try my best to make it through the night and live today |
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But I'm upset so I'm steady wipin' tears away |
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And police got me under surveilance when and wherever |
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Wreckin they brains, tryna' figure where I'm gettin that cheddar |
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I tell my family just leave me a-damn-lone |
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I can handle all a my business, this lil' man grown |
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But I try to forget about it and just stand strong |
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But if everythang was cool I wouldn't write this damn song |
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Fuck the world |
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Look, I don't curse, but in this verse man, fuck the world |
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I lost my father to a gun and made a little girl |
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And I'm still thuggin' wit' my niggas tryna' keep it real |
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And I'm still doin for my mother and I'm payin' bills |
