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Hey nigga! Wake up you gotta go to your grandfather funeral Come on! Let's go! Come on boy! Get your ass up! Take the damn jewelry off! (i'm fine ma) Just put it on the dresser don't give me no lip! Hey yo! I never claimed to be hard, tough no homo Gangsta none of the above Just a kid from 140th and Lennox Ave. Harlem USA tryin to make his way in the world ya heard know through the trials and tribulations that life brings i lost some friends incarcerated some are gone forever you know you can't expect everything from everybody so get up get out and get somethin thats what i did Before i had the hammer cocked a santana rock little gerv grandpa jerry grandma dot (thats my fam) uncle carl uncle ted uncle steve uncle bill cousin steve cousin bill up on the hill now (wuddup ya'll) my aunt normie i dont speak to my aunt dida or my cousin bathsheba love my mother fredrika(wuddup ma) neighbor frita daughter raven and neeka down another doorbell was that nigga warnell he gave birth to the best mc's you never heard lever after lever and was clever with whatever word derek armstead bloodshed from C.O.C he did damage road manage by G.O.D aka Gupta God he was stupid hard sixteen a bitch dream had stupid cars ?? '68 hooptie '75 still drive some bullshit i dont know why, i love the nigga though for him put cris in the air first one diss him in here i swear i'll risk my career thats a fact thing aint talkin no rap shit i'm talkin that mack clip niggas will backflip act sick my dudes study the savage no beef veggie nigga maybe some catfish he could have my house he could take my mauries he could drive my car this ain't east side story thats why my dudes love me i let them do them you either gonna be rich or famous fuckin wit me probably both if you happen to brush shoulders with me by accident play lotto, 9 out of 10 times you gon win nigga Chorus: (Nicole Wray) Play the game Sure to win They all up on me know they want my ends I sacrifice I roll the dice I love my hood I love my life (2X) See a boss i prepared to be When i walk away from a confrontation i ain't scared of you i'm scared of me I got a gun you don't, so if flares you'll see After that a 5000 vault chair for me So i move carefully, niggas don't care for me who care i don't you share i won't calm down (uhh uhh) breathe again i dont do extortion unless i'm on the receiving end talk to my money first time i heard her speak thats word to me told me i deserve to eat move to a killa ave right from a murder street rock adidas forms even though they hurt my feet i dont look in the sky nevermind stars know some fine stars right behind bars Snags, Black, Do on house arrest Seep, Sheep won't even through out the rest they wanted my ass right alongside Zeek turn myself in nope play hide and go seek i'm gone put the clip in the chrome yeah i'm just like a fly see the shit that i'm on and hour after hour i would chill at the after hours where they flash the powder no bath or shower in that same spot realized math is power so i point at the mansion that is ours Chorus Can you feel me heal me yeah |