Tonalità: C major
Intro 1
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Life a funny thing,
Verse 1
we all want to shine like diamond rings
Live like kings,
and achieve childhood dreams
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Lord be my witness when
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I say we all need you
Cause where I'm livin' ain't nothing
but hustlin' gon' feed you
Many say the negativity
shouldn't be glorified
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Eyes wide when they real
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ize a nigga live and die
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The shit I speak,
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but don't nobody give a damn
Nigga hung up,
on what I got and who I am
Save me,
from this evilness that made me
Ain't nothin' shakin' if you
ain't talkin' 'bout payin' me
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The route to all evil don't seem bad
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When dreams of havin' it
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is all I ever had
Verse 2
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Nobody wants you when
your down and out
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Can't find, no one
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Verse 3
blessed me, oh yeah,
you could say that
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A Southern cat,
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puttin' Tennesee on the map
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With rap, hip- hop until they pop
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me and my heart stop
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Thinkin' 'bout the things I
did to get me where I got
Are where I came from,
ain't nothing easy about it
I got 'bout it, and got the fuck up out it
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Crab ass niggaz want
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to see me broke
Because I'm flippin' like a
kingpin sellin' legal dope
Quote what I wrote,
gettin' smoked with your guys
Hopin' I demise, I can see it in your eyes
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The same nigga tryin' to
smoke a sack with me
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Be the same bitch talkin'
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'bout jackin' me
That's when Ricardo called the killers
and they always ready
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Nightmares for your fam 'bout
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them bullets in your belly
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Image is everything,
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and skill is twice that
And don't nobody want you when
your ass is broke flat
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Nobody wants you when
your down and out
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Can't find, no one
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No one to turn to when your luck is up
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(where you gonna turn to?)
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Can't find,
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no one (there's no one to turn to)
Verse 5
These streets, can be so mean to men
Crack and guns take dreams from men
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In the blink of an eye,
go from dusted to the rich
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And watch how many people
start ridin' your dick
Oh, you the man when your flippin'
through the town on chrome
But who gon' really be your nigga
when that bullshits gone?
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You think it's funny,
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but ain't nobody laughin' but you
When I done seen what
a broke ass nigga will do
Jack, sell crack to get they life on track
Some say I glorify,
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but all I do is tell the facts
I done seen garbage sacks full
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of hundred stacks
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Rich cat s lose it all fuckin'
with P packs
People say make the money
change things around you
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And not you,
but that's some hard shit to do
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Remember this when your
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hustlin' and have doubts
Nobody want you,
when a nigga ass out, uh
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Nobody wants you when
your down and out
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Can't find, no one
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No one to turn to when your luck is up
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(where you gonna turn to?)
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Can't find, no one (there's no
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one to turn to)
Nobody wants you when
your down and out
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Can't find,
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no
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No one to turn to when your luck is up
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(where you gonna turn to?)
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Can't find,
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no one (there's no one to turn to)
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