| I wasn’t up, but now I’m knowin' how it feel
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| Stayed loyalty to these niggas, looked around and they ain’t here
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| Cut yourself out the circle, nigga tell me how it feel
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| I got it out the mud nigga, nigga that’s just how I feel
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| You wasn’t with a nigga when I was down for real
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| Had to cut my main bitch off, she wasn’t down for real
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| Tried to infiltrate the circle, he out of bounds for real
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| A lot of these niggas ain’t down for real
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| Would you put down on my books if I was trapped behind that wall?
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| Just get trapped up in the jam, see how many niggas call
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| That’s why I don’t fuck with niggas, only bad bitches
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| Where was you at, nigga? |
| When I was doin' bad, nigga
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| Now these niggas flood around, cause I got diamonds on my neck
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| Only fuck with loyal niggas, told my dawg to cut the check
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| I cut that bitch if she ain’t comin' correct
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| Cause I got too many bitches to even stress
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| Tell my dawg to get that TEC, like Ron Artest
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| These niggas trap and then they ball for like half of the game
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| Made a profit with his dawg then spent half on a chain
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| I wonder why these groupies ain’t call when I ain’t have no name
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| I wasn’t up, but now I’m knowin' how it feel
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| Stayed loyalty to these niggas, looked around and they ain’t here
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| Cut yourself out the circle, nigga tell me how it feel
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| I got it out the mud nigga, nigga that’s just how I feel
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| You wasn’t with a nigga when I was down for real
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| Had to cut my main bitch off, she wasn’t down for real
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| Tried to infiltrate the circle, he out of bounds for real
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| A lot of these niggas ain’t down for real
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| My nigga just caught a 15 off the robbery, I ain’t tryna do that
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| My old bitch done got my new number, keep callin' me, text her back like «who that?»
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| And my trap at the house, I gotta run up the cheese, I don’t fuck with the rats
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| Gave handouts to these niggas, and I got struck in the back (aye)
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| And my nigga, we ain’t cut from the same cloth, I’m in the street for real
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| Nigga I was trapped inside my problems, sippin' that lean for real
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| Young nigga touched bout thirty thousand, I ain’t even seen a deal
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| Tryna get a three-piece out the trap for my team for real
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| A lot of these niggas say they down for real
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| But when he got up under pressure, he just fold
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| The pressure made me a diamond, I stood ten toes
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| I ain’t have to sell my soul to sip this gold
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| I wasn’t up, but now I’m knowin' how it feel
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| Stayed loyalty to these niggas, looked around and they ain’t here
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| Cut yourself out the circle, nigga tell me how it feel
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| I got it out the mud nigga, nigga that’s just how I feel
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| You wasn’t with a nigga when I was down for real
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| Had to cut my main bitch off, she wasn’t down for real
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| Tried to infiltrate the circle, he out of bounds for real
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| A lot of these niggas ain’t down for real
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| These niggas ain’t down for real
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| And that’s just how I feel
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yea |