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They would act strange for the damn fame now they say they in love with me It's a damn shame that you damn changed now nobody can fuck with me Been through mad rain then the cash came had to run up the money tree I'm seen mad pain turn to champagne I've been sipping on bubbly Ooh All of them nights had no home got a new crib Now we jumping on flights jumping on flights how we live Never looking back we done did what we did Don't forget but forgive Shit it is what it is It is what it is and I might forgive but I never forgot And always remember that we ain't have no place to go broski said had to go to the top And always remember they said we would flop And I come around they not talking too hot Have nothing to say but they talking a lot I can't understand 'cause they pockets is popped My pockets had nothing but lint was a maggot They moving with friction but don't want that static We came from the bottom went up like the attic My bro turned to a fiend he was serving them addicts And he had to leave he was young it was tragic My heart turned to stone it was cold with the sadness My heart it froze it was cold from the damage Broker than broke it can't cope with the bandage And now it's do or die Remember nights I couldn't help but think bout suicide And now we whippin in LA we got them suicides And I don't give a fuck if anybody scrutinize Rest in peace my brotha gotta do him right Had my back against the wall but I ain't never back down They was playing both sides and I was playing the backround And I'll never forget it Don't be stupid you know that you said it He act stupid my bro got a weapon Took an L and I made it a lesson They would act strange for the damn fame now they say they in love with me It's a damn shame that you damn changed now nobody can fuck with me Been through mad rain then the cash came had to run up the money tree I'm seen mad pain turn to champagne I've been sipping on bubbly Ooh All of them nights had no home got a new crib Now we jumping on flights jumping on flights how we live Never looking back we done did what we did Don't forget but forgive And now it's do or die Remember nights I couldn't help but think bout suicide And now we whippin in LA we got them suicides And I don't give a fuck if anybody scrutinize Rest in peace my brotha gotta do him right
Writer(s): Ted Park Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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