Tonalité : A minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Somebody pray for me
And if I had a little beef
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would you pray for me
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If I was blind and couldn't see
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would you stay with me
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If don't play me, I got my K,
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my mother crib -bathed 50,
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and somebody pray for me,
and if I had a little beef,
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would you spray for me,
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if I was blind and couldn't see,
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would you stay with me,
stay and don't play with me,
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I got my K, my mother crib -bathed 50
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See I used to hang out
with a whole bunch of dudes,
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but when you're on the streets,
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you gotta play by the rules
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You can help them,
and you can help them too
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But when you down,
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who the fuck gon' help you?
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And out of 20 critics,
only 7 go like me
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So I never lose my faith,
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call me heaven almighty
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They told me not to rap,
but I just kept on pushin'
I couldn't afford a Bentley,
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but I just kept on lookin'
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Finally I made enough money
to take care of that bent
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Finally I made enough money
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to cover all my rent
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The shows got bigger,
but the hate got larger
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I bought me a Magnum,
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then I went and bought a Charger
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That type of shit can make your
homeboys change on you
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Y 'all supposed to be in the same gang,
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they wanna bang on you
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Who really loyal to you?
Who really got your back?
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Who down to duke it out?
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Who down to shoot a gap?
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Damn, and it was all good
just a week ago, my man
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Why you move her in?
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She a freaky ho
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You giving her money for bills,
but she ain't paying bills
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The only reason she with you,
cause you just signed a deal
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And she wasn't around
when you had all them hard times
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And she wasn't around
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when you was moving hard dimes
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But now she wanna tell you
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how you need to live your life
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You shouldn't have tried
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to make a hole into a house
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Somebody pray for me,
and if I had a little beef
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Would you spray for me?
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If I was blind and couldn't see,
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would you stay with me?
And don't play with me
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I got my K with me,
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my other crib bathed
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And somebody pray for me,
and if I had a little beef
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Would you spray for me?
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If I was blind and couldn't see,
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would you stay with me?
And don't play with me,
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I got my K with me
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Mother crib, A15
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I started hustlin' the streets
straight from the underground
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I went to put my music on the shelf
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and every time I never stopped,
you can ask the shop, I work for mine
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Hustle ground, front line,
always packin' a nine
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Never hide,
I was labeled the fuckin' realest
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I came up and now
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everybody's got a fuckin' feelin'
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I still got goals, still got missions,
still got plans to grow
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It's the beginning of a movement,
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can you feel my flows?
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Now you can look me in my eyes
and you can tell I'm real
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Anything I tell you I'ma do,
that shit's signed and sealed
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Most of these rappers do their music
and they really lyin'
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And every time this shit come out,
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y 'all niggas goin' vime
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Listen, when I'm spittin',
this shit is comin' from the heart
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What you know about hustlin'
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fry sticks in the park?
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What you know about sellin'
cocaine to the cops?
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The cops pull up on the block
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and you gotta throw your rocks
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I been grindin',
I been trappin' up in the hood daily
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Niggas pull up in Warnerverse,
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I tell them niggas pay me
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You think cause we went
to school together,
this shit for free
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Homie when I go to Japan
they pay me 80 G's
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I reminisce and thank God
I made it out the hood
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But anything can happen homie,
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I ain't made it out for good
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I reminisce and thank God
I made it out the hood
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But anything can happen to me,
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I ain't made it out for good
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See I appreciate every
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dime I made from it
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Even though these fake DJs stay frontin'
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Even though these fake A &R style shit
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But they know if I ain't on it,
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it ain't a hit
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Hey man, if you hatin' on me,
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I'm prayin' for you
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You dig what I'm sayin'?
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It's money to be made and we go get it
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Best believe that, homie
They don't call me Flip Gates for nothin'
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A .K .A. Mr. YouTube, A .K .A. Hustleman
A .K .A. I'm connected with Mr. Capone
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Shit, we gon' do like 30 of these motherfuckers,
nigga
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Cause I drop music like I
take business nigga
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and I do it all day, it's nothing.
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