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I been lied to Lied on I been broke Down to the bare metal I done gave, didn't get nothing back But some scars in the back Seen em change up, like the ball Dropped. Niggas gave up, like I was All out Load got heavy kept workin I couldn't afford to call out I was hand picked I was chosen, cards I was dealt, didn't fold em Weight on My shoulders big enough for 10 Boulders 10 Toes down in the field Like a soldier Im flawless find one expose it please Niggas ain't real as they suppose to be Im watching who I really let close to Me. Ain't none of these niggas even Close to me My city getting wicked its trippy Whole lot of robbing and killing Young niggas ain't seeing 20 Rather be locked in the pen just to uphold a image Keep popping my shit they can't get enough 2 Bitches 1 cup make em eat it up If a nigga want smoke ain't no sense In defusing it, if it's up there then leave it there I came up out the jungle like Trapp Nem, actually I was in the jungle With Trapp nem Love my hood but I can't get trapped In. Had to get up out the city shit Tragic Lost count of the people who leaving Us, shit hitting so close I hope I'm at The back of the line Gotta make every move count Cause even in fall you can't go Back on the time Rob Dyrdek with the grind Perfected my landing I fell so many times yeaa Plenty nights I held the cries in Now the circle proper full of Wise men Nightmares at the bottom Tryna reach the peak of my Shit like a mountain top My vision inflicted I seen all kind of flaw Took me for granted And didn't make countertops I been lied to Lied on I been broke Down to the bare metal I done gave, didn't get nothing back But some scars in the back Seen em change up, like the ball Dropped. Niggas gave up, like I was All out Load got heavy kept workin I couldn't afford to call out I was hand picked I was chosen, cards I was dealt, didn't fold em Weight on My shoulders big enough for 10 Boulders 10 Toes down in the field Like a soldier Im flawless find one expose it please Niggas ain't real as they suppose to be Im watching who I really let close to Me. Ain't none of these niggas even Close to me I remember having hoop dreams They ain't work so I went to The next plan Gave people the shirt off my back And I watched em give that same Shirt to the next man I know Jimmy solid I know Biggie rocking Mac and DJ got me till the very end Gotta count your patnas by the Amount of losses stuck around with You not just every win I'm feeling like Ant Not the insect but Turner Counted me out And came back with a purpose I learned on my journey That just cause you up It can always go down any second Like burpees No Cosigner, no big dog Just a vision and I hope it kick off Tryna run this shit back Like a kick off And reward the people who Been there since tip off I been lied to, lied on I been broke down to the bare metal Remember days hoping Shit got better Hope the rain go away A nigga only got wetter Feel like my luck bad Or the dice cocked I been tryna get comfortable In a tight spot When the luck change Hope I'm in the right spot Take off on em, game over Lights out I been lied to Lied on I been broke Down to the bare metal I done gave, didn't get nothing back But some scars in the back Seen em change up, like the ball Dropped Niggas gave up, like I was All out. Load got heavy kept workin I couldn't afford to call out I was hand picked I was chosen, cards I was dealt, didn't fold em Weight on My shoulders big enough for 10 Boulders 10 Toes down in the field Like a soldier Im flawless find one expose it please. Niggas ain't real as they suppose to be Im watching who I really let close to Me. Ain't none of these niggas even Close to me
Writer(s): Donithan Fortson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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