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I wake up every mornin on the same ****
I smoke my wood to the roach, like I aint rich
*****s I used to hang with, is still gang, gang with
Lamborghini outside but, *****, that wont change ****
Same ***** that gave you classic after classic
Could still chop rock and zip it , plastic after plastic
Why you think Dr. Dre dont take me on them yachts with em?
Whisperin to Snoop, 'This ***** probably got a Glock with em,' facts
Smoke comin out the 'Rari hood
*****, I could **** Nicki if Safaree could
Motivation for all my *****s thats watchin
All my *****s from Watts and South Central and Compton
I wish you could of been a fly on the wall in my **** spot
Leanin with it tucked in my drawers and I hope not
Cause doin 25 to life is a roadblock
Welcome to my last album, Nip, time to close shop
Twenty million dollars actin broke, ***** (Broke, *****)
All you **** *s sleep, stay woke, ***** (Work, *****)
All my *****s came up sellin ****, ***** (**** , *****)
Why the **** you think they call us **** *****s?
Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, ***** ( No hope, *****)
Why the **** you think we sellin ****, *****s? (****, *****s)
This for all my dawgs and my locs, ***** (Locs, *****)
Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, ***** (Ropes, *****)
Fire to the spoon put you on the moon
Make America Great Again? You a ****in coon
And you *****s wonder why Im unenthused?
Causehard bottoms trump runnin shoes
And the less you know, the longer you live
And the more you know, they tappin your crib
My *****s that say they got shot and actually did
Who never thought what happened to Pac would happen to B.I.G?
What happened to L, what happened to Proof, and Jam Jay though?
Hip-hopll lean on you, R.I.P. to Fredo
Young * ****s stay woke, old *****s stay woke
Its rainin hollow tips, Im drippin in this Gucci raincoat
Security wont pat me, *****s wont at me
Same ***** that saved the West with a bald head and some khakis
Watchin Kendrick show while Top Dawg dap me
This my last album, muh****er, I hope you happy
Twenty million dollars actin broke, ***** (Broke, *****)
All you *****s sleep, stay woke, ***** (Work, ***** )
All my *****s came up sellin ****, ***** (****, *****)
Why the **** you think they call us **** *****s?
Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, ***** (No hope, *****)
Why the **** you think we sellin ****, *****s? (****, *****s)
This for all my dawgs and my locs, ***** (Locs, *** **)
Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, ***** (Ropes, *****)
This ****s over
Say this your last **** , I dont believe you, Chuck
I remember L.A.X., *****
Bring that beat back for me though, I gotta say somethin
Yeah, Chuck, what up?
I was like , **** rap music, Im gon rob me a bank
Starvin artists aint my style, that ****ll drive me insane
Gave my mind to these millions and my heart to the game
Probably die up in these streets but I survive through my name
Every ***** round me killers and I doubt itd change
If the police get behind us, we go out with a bang
Early 2000s, Murder Inc. was a shame
We was sayin bullets got no names
***** we was charismatic on these corners like 2Pac on stage
But, **** a dream if its not gon pay
You feel me?
White socks, hat with my Glock on waist
Couldnt tell me I was not OShea
Posted at the Quick N Split, dont get caught on tape
Cause they put them cameras up since they shot Quinn Shay
Chuck, I remember your white Range
Slauson Ave., ran up on you, gave you my mixtape
Now
Twenty million dollars actin broke, *****
All you *****s sleep, stay woke, *****
All my *****s came up sellin ****, *****
Why the **** you think they call us **** *****?
Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, * ****
Why the **** you think we sellin ****, *****?
This for all my dawgs and my locs, *****
Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, *****