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Made ’em proud but I never made a million
I’m talking net, I heart the set, I’m tryna raise the children
From the Naughty where we ain’t pretending
Made a lot of n***** die but I ain’t admitting, damn
Ain’t forgetting, can’t forgive ’em
Preying on ’em, no, it ain’t religion
Sick of n*****, no, it ain’t remission
Wit it even though I hate the killings
Rather point it at the crackers, FN with the ladder
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I love my momma ’cause she did her best
I feel nirvana when I’m in the set
We see who pop it on the internet
Catch one, it’s a bet
It’s a wrap, hit his lungs if he run
Hit his back, if he crawl hit his hat
Out here living raps
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Late night, who rides
Grey slides, suits, ties
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