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Verse 1
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D#m
G#m
Damn my P.O.
I ain't gon' stop grindin'
D#m
Violate me if ya want
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gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets
I'm somewhere shinin'
D#m
Live every gotdamn day
G#m
like it's Friday
Damn my P.O. I ain't gon'
stop grindin'
D#m
Violate me if ya want
G#m
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gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets
I'm somewhere shinin'
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Live every gotdamn day like it's Friday
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Verse 2
G#m
Tell the feds if they
comin' they better come now
D#m
They got my chips straight
now I'm ready to retire
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G#m
I ball 'til I fall homie thug 'til I die
D#m
And if I died today I
know I'll probably fry
G#m
But if I hit the right lick I can live nice
D#m
Think I'm scared to go get
it you gotdamn lie
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My money go to lookin' funny
I'm gettin' on seventy- five
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Non- stop homie straight
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to the Cuban's island
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I like to get money,
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fuck hoes, and rock ice
Give a damn who don't
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like it, it's my life
G#m
That's why I drank
e'eryday dog and stay high
D#m
Catch me in the strip club
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lettin' money fly
And goin' broke the only thing
that can make me cry
D#m
I told my P.O. she can't
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change me don't even try
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D#m
The street life got me gone
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I don't know why
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G#m
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Tryna at least see a couple mill' 'fore I die
Interlude 1
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Verse 3
G#m
Before I went to sleep I prayed
for a hundred squares
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G#m
Told God he'll bless me if He
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really cared
Know you fuck niggas prayin'
for me to get killed
D#m
G#m
Know you crackers wish you could
give me a hundred years
That's why I ball and stunt
for the niggas in jail
D#m
Cracker gon' have to kill me 'fore
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they put me in a cell
Nigga told me to turn myself in I
told him "go to Hell"
D#m
'Cause if they want me they better
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do they job and that's real
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Worst thang they can do is
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hold me with no bail
Until that shit happen been done ran
G#m
across a whole mill'
I thug it out 'til the end homie
that's how it is
D#m
Life too motherfuckin'
short for me to sit still
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I can't leave these streets
nigga they pay my bills
D#m
I gotta be dead in prison
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nigga for me to chill
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I asked a trick the other
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day why he pop pills
D#m
G#m
He told me I'll pop 'em too if I knew how it feel
Interlude 2
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Verse 4
G#m
I wake up e'ery mornin'
lookin' for a money bag
D#m
When a nigga died and he was
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broke then he died sad
If I was on my dick you nig
G#m
gas'll be glad
D#m
Squeeze eights on the donk
G#m
just to make you mad
'Long as my heart still beatin'
nigga I'mma get cash
D#m
Live every motherfuckin'
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day like it's my last
Indictment money in my pocket
and 'Gnac in my system
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Need every muhfuckin' day to
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feel like Christmas
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Heard the crackers downtown
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givin' out big nimbles
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G#m
I know some motherfuckin' Haitians givin'
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out tickles
Outro 1
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