| DJ Swift on the track
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| Say
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| Aye, you can’t let nobody make you mad
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| I’ma say it like this, «How the fuck you don’t want nobody controllin' you,
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| but you let that person make you mad?»
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| They controllin' you
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| What you gone do when you fall? |
| (I know they all gone leave)
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| To all the one’s left you alone (On God, on God, on me)
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| You cry when nobody around, (Control is all on me)
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| You stressin', you ain’t got no money
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| Had you a girl, but these bitches ain’t nothin'
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| Jumped off the porch in the streets, now you thuggin'
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| Went back to jail 'cause you steady kept rushin'
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| Diamonds, they hang down the neck of your cousin
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| Ain’t throw you nothin', feel like, «Fuck it, you buster»
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| Ain’t come in the clutch when you try to score something
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| Death on your mind, you ain’t thinkin' 'bout nothin'
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| Stay with a nine, think 'bout stickin' up something
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| Got jacked by your brother, he left you with nothin'
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| Ran up a check, when they see you, you stuntin'
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| People who left, now you see that they comin'
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| Don’t fuck with them niggas, you know how they comin'
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| Gotta think 'fore you move, if you don’t, you go under
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| Shame on them 'cause they blame you for their problems
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| Mad they ain’t finish school for they mama
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| Bitch called my mama, he gone, go find him
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| Never knew love back then since a toddler
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| Turned to a killer, he bought him a chopper
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| Don’t wanna talk if it ain’t 'bout no dollar
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| All for my name, you posted, they follow
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| Usin' you up the point you done caught 'em
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| I done had some people sit around me talkin' about the ones they with
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| You ain’t got no morals, I know how you think that you ain’t shit
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| Be able to see through a kiss and a hug
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| Prepare and protect your heart from the fake love
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| Stay 'bout your money, don’t go to no club
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| Respond wit' a answer, don’t never just shrug
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| Know you is who but they say you was
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| Say you ain’t shit, you ain’t nothing but a thug
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| Tell 'em think with they dick 'cause you don’t give a fuck
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| Steady turnin' up 'cause you don’t give a fuck
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| It’s done, bitch, it’s done
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| What you gone do when you fall? |
| (I know they all gone leave)
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| To all the one’s left you alone (On God, on God, on me)
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| You cry when nobody around, control is all on me (I'm strapped up)
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| You stressin', you ain’t got no money
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| Had you a girl, but these bitches ain’t nothin' (Ooh!)
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| Jumped off the porch in the streets, now you thuggin'
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| Went back to jail 'cause you steady kept rushin'
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| Diamonds, they hang down the neck of your cousin
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| Ain’t throw you nothin', but like, «Fuck it, you buster»
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| Ain’t come in the clutch when you try to score something
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| Death on your mind, you ain’t thinkin' 'bout nothin'
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| Stay with a nine, think 'bout stickin' up something
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| Got jacked by your brother, he left you with nothin'
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| Take down, shake down, had to check the background
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| Lame shit, had to tell that bitch that’s the pipe down
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| Money comin' pronto, had to to tell that nigga, «Right now»
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| Talkin' with no sense, had to tell that nigga, «Stand down»
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| Up with the TEC, had to make that nigga lay down
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| Hit a nigga up, when he drop, he gone stay down
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| Go to make a drop, when we leave, we gone ride 'round
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| Lookin' from behind, tryna make sure they don’t slide down
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| Thinkin' in the future when I don’t have restrictions
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| Looked at the bitch had to tell her it’s my time now
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| I’m gon' keep you in the front, I ain’t leavin' you behind now
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| Drop dick on her now the bitch so fine now
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| Chopstick laid in the cross, she gon' die now
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| «Mane, what you mean?» |
| Mean bitch she gon' die 'bout it
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| If I feel played wit' lil bitch she gon' slide 'bout it
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| Crash out slap her in her shit, she won’t cry 'bout it
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| Know that we official, we don’t speak when a nigga talk
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| I’ma blow the whistle til' you sleep, I don’t hear him talk
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| When it’s beef we gon' creep nigga, knowin' that my niggas 'bout it
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| Ben walked in and he asked, «You ain’t see me callin'?»
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| Steady goin' in, nonsense what a nigga talkin'
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| Got a long dick if you want to say something 'bout it
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| Say that nigga better stay around him, you know this retarded
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| You ain’t hear me clear, man I meant to say retarded |