If I never make it back the way I came from
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Promise to know my name and know exactly where I reign from
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The Jersey dry native, dirty Jersey, yup, the same one
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First class high, thought I'd never see my plane come
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From a place where we don't dance much
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I mean them choppers out the car and everybody got their hands up
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Dreams of playing ball left with the innocence
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Papoose ain't the only one who's sitting right to reminisce
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A little Remi, I don't drink much, and another pill, fuck it, I don't sleep much
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Them rainy days taught us wow when the sun out
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Grind all stupid when the time right, dumb out
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Extended for extendo, be a minute before I run out
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A promise in the casualties, I gotta pull this gun out
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Bitches love me 'cause I'm cocky, haters hate me 'cause I'm rolling
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Tell them motherfuckers watch me choke the deuces, keep it moving
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Let a nigga try and stop then mi amigos that I'm sending
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Won't be coming in Versace
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No Versace, no Versace, think I'm playing, just watch me
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The first suspect should be the pole bed
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They're the closest niggas to you, there's no walls there
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If you love it you can leave it, that's how I play it
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'Cause the love alone will make you leave first 'fore you hate it
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All these problems, all I want with a friend
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They be calling me the Devil like they want me to sin
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Fake smiles in my face, they don't want me to win
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I tried to call my father yesterday, changed his number again
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Maybe it's a not, not a six, see what's going through my mind, a lot of shit
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Newark To Lax
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Tsu Surf |