- Sep 21, 2008
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*****es think I'm lit cuz they see me
But I was just in the trap with a flip phone, stick and TV
Calls from home sayin while you going thru the roof, there's rumors back here saying what who gon do to who
Been gone for two weeks been two more funerals
They pulled up dumpin out a two door Subaru
It's all the same
This what we call the game
When you move, it pull u back like a ball and chain
We rap 'bout our real life 'cause it caused us pain
And when you reach certain levels, it 'cause us change
The pain subsides, but the scars remain
I'm one of the realest ******, that's broad as day
I'm on my Biggie, Who Shot Ya?, this for my partners still in lockup
Who only call back home to tell us in a box up
They killed Eric Garner just 'cause his posture
But you get life if you hit a cop up
How could we feel that that's not us?
Our skin 'plexion the same, *****, please don't be obnoxious
I played with more keys than a locksmith
It's like I'm good at everything, I got this