| [00:00.66][Intro: Boldy James & Sample] |
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(Why are those people cryin’?) |
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Watch out for the double cross (Is it for something they've lost?) |
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Tear drops and closed caskets(Why are those people cryin’?) |
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Mafia, what else(Is it for something they've lost?) |
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Blockworks, let's get it |
| [00:22.58][Verse: Boldy James] |
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I used to get confused |
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Choosing my battles wisely, I had to pick and choose |
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My friends came and went, but most of them was murder victims |
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Dead before 20 or caught a frame and had to serve a sentence |
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Free my nigga Raymond, realest nigga from the Murder Mitten |
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Stood tall, hit a nigga for ten thirty-sixes |
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All he wanted to do was ball, and spread the rock around |
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Built my foundation on solid ground, always in and out of town |
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Waking up out of my sleep to them chopper rounds |
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Stick in a gleeko, ColecoVision |
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Me and Nico off the Cliquot, we got three hoes kissin' |
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Niggas eatin', gettin' fat, laced in Moschino, drippin' |
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Wishful thinking with the bag, we get them kilos missin' |
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Grew up in a hell hole, that's why I think so twisted |
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When your wifey a rich bitch, it make you treat hoes different |
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Had to pay my respect, ain't takin' likely to no threats |
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Take a nigga connect, kill him in blatant disrespect |
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Erase him with a text, pop up at your mother crib |
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From the city where niggas get hit for shit that they brother did |
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**** a gig, my niggas out here grittin' in Upper Striggs |
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Ain't have a **** to give, but shit, for now, this just what it is |
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Grandma cussin' me out, "Quit runnin' in and out the house" |
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What's all the fuss about? It's either cut me in or cut it out |
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Ain't grow up with no silver spoon, we had to thug it out |
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I hid a half-a-slab in my room, just waitin' for the drought |
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That money come and go, but who gon' be there when it's gone? |
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When you was off your square but I bet they was there when it was on |
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The moment all your tokens gone, no minutes on your phone |
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God bless the child that hold his own, that shit hit close to home |
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When everything you ever love you lost to the gun |
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From all that you done done but down the line, that could cost you a son |
| [01:55.50][Outro: Sample] |
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(Is it for something they've lost?) |
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(Why are those people cryin’?) |
| [02:07.79] |
(Is it for something they've lost?) |
