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Trev back, tell me you know the way back,
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I mean straight facts and I find my lay
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You stay on your side of the road or I can make it Rocky ASAP
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Money upfront, we just got our payback
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A little too much to pay back,
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I¡¯m trying to see my old hood through a Maybach
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I¡¯m about to leave a fortune in my will like Sajak.
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Fuck y¡¯all mad at me for? cause all your drive got repowned
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Cause I¡¯m a inner lord, I¡¯m getting these interviews
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And my career looking like see for.
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This me like rocking a little pea ride, graduated from a G shot
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They say hip hop dead, now these hip hop heads
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Waiting for me to drop like G trots.
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Put the beats on, hit the pre way, put a beat on
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I¡¯m about to enter another E on
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And I don¡¯t care what you be or say
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Are we married to the money if we¡¯re fiances
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Nobody ever knew it, that we had a son
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They was all too busy watching Beyonce.
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I was trying to get chips so I hit the block in the six
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With the clips like DeAndre.
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If you applaud, I¡¯m chris, consider this my sis
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Well, I¡¯m assisting your bitch, she tired of your shit,
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You on mission to hit.
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You got my mind full of funny, look at asses bottom lines
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And you would think my brain had a lisp
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That¡¯s not one, see, I found a new life,
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You won¡¯t think I came in a bitch, nigger.
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No regrets, real high,
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So you really shouldn¡¯t blame the man but code
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Keep a time you wouldn¡¯t aim the blame, got game agenda
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This probably shouldn¡¯t came with pen.
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She ain¡¯t even see the marvin yet, bar, should I even get a starter check
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Would that be cool, ride goes on deck,
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You don¡¯t really want part of that
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That be noble came is fine,
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I really disapprove with pain
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And play Griffin on the block, you know what that means?
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Stack her on the bend like I¡¯m supposed to bang
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But the good die young, but some die good
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They say you couldn¡¯t make it out from my hood
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And I swear anything I shoot when one got good
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Ain¡¯t gotta be big, one guy good, if I don¡¯t shoot then one got would
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Guess that be rolling, cause the bitches like Moulin Rouge
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We got fu-tattoos, I mean it¡¯s just fold up
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So I don¡¯t wanna have to fall down,
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Drive by, and then go around.
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Hit the block, I¡¯m with somebody, you clip the time, wait
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Should they know that it comes around
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course scalls gold diggers they all know the game
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If she ain¡¯t scolar dig it I don¡¯t know the thing
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And that¡¯s nice, waiting on a noble thing,
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Take over, giving me turn, they know the name.
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No Regrets
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Tsu Surf |