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(Mercy Beatz, nigga)

Say Gens, what type of Gens you wanted?

I don't know why I've been five years, brother

I'm just being real, you know how these streets be

And I don't know why everybody say they real

But when shit hit the fan, they turn away and just leave

And I don't know why I be feelin' all the breeze

Thinkin' 'bout the clip and D, I might throw a C and D

I'm fresh, I'm fresh stuff from my feet to my teeth

But if I ain't had none of this, would you be?

Yeah

Far from home, it's so hard for me to sleep

But fuck your gang stuff because of real G

Jumpin' dick to dick, little boy, you cannot leave

Yeah

Getting worse than these hos, I'm on D-Rod

Wish we could go back to them old days

I feel like O.J., been rockin' all the O.J

Was it too deep, he thought we came four ways

Know it gon' be a killin', I picked up my O.K

You gotta slide for your brother

Where the mother of them niggas slide back (slide)

I can't hide this cut up

It came with 16, we all left

I know I've been five years, brother, I'm just being real

You know how these streets be

And I don't know why everybody say they real

But when shit hit the fan, they turn fan and leave

And I don't know why I be feeling all the breeze

Thinking about the clip and D, I might throw a C and D

I'm fresh, I'm fresh stuff from my feet to my teeth

But if I ain't had none of this, would you be?

Yeah