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You my mans, a hundred grand
My plans I hope you understand
We all in, same contraband
Same entrepot, straight praying, open hand
We all in, like all them niggas from Shaolin
Greater is he that is in me, so I'm him, shit, ooh
Samesies, twinsies
Blood thicker than mud to you flimsies
Damn stink, why I always have thoughts when you think
Have a sip when you drink, close my eyes when you blink
Mm, maybe 'cause we all in
Fill a pool with gold coins and then fall in
Feel the cool from the breath of the trade wind
I see the same as my friends, looking out through they lens
That's my motherfucking mans
You know you saw Yeshua get out the boat and riverdance
What you thought you saw was not a flaw, we caught a fish
Proclaiming you a wretch and need a blessing is a diss
Twenty-three for me and mom, we made a baby awesome
The way they lie to us is awful, God is part and parcel
They tell you sell you some tan white
Instead of using credit, this was sinking in sand like
That's a whack move, nigga
They told blacks move, nigga
What you expect when you put crack, abuse niggas
Head to head, not back to back, we get the strap and lose niggas, uh
And I'm from around there
My grandma used to tell me, "Boy, don't get from around there"
Ancient artifacts and early map where the miles at
The treasure is inside and I'm happy I found that
We all in
We all in
We all in
Yeah