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I know a couple niggas they got caught up onna stain
I been through the struggle best believe I know the pain
LP got locked up shit ain't never been the same
I been trynna tell my niggas that this life ain't a game
My dawg got a call said the pack in
Get it in get it out get them racks in
At the party we was loaded brought the strap in
If my nina get kicked out I bring it back in
Told my momma she ain't gotta cry no more
Cut off all the snakes now you see me ride solo
Dash onna jakes inna cell you die so slow
All gas no brakes why you think my eyes so low
I seen my sister cry lil bro locked up for a murder
But they woulda took his life if he ain't have his fuckin burner
In the party wit cosmo n wanda he ain't timmy turner
Only got one wish make it home to his momma
As the days goin by these niggas vision gettin blurry
I gotta keep a shooter by my side like Stephen Curry
My brother Drew was just the driver n he still did thirty
Momma screamin out lord please have mercy
If my nina get kicked out I bring it back in
Show after show I been runnin up the backend
You can find me onna beach sippin wine just relaxin
I let my dawg run the play he shootin like he John Paxson
Run it up quick blow through it that was back then
Now we gettin older maturing the money stackin
Told my niggas don't you worry the love is forever lastin
Took a breather onna bench need aplay I'm goin back in
I know a couple niggas they got caught up onna stain
I been through the struggle best believe I know the pain
LP got locked up shit ain't never been the same
I been trynna tell my niggas that this life ain't a game
My dawg got a call said the pack in
Get it in get it out get them racks in
At the party we was loaded brought the strap in
If my nina get kicked out I bring it back in