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Yeah, it's goin' down
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(Uh-huh) Yeah, it's goin' down
Let's go
Daddy was a twin, whipped a Caddy and a Benz
Mama was a doctor, finished college in the pen'
Death before dishonor, we was told as little shrimp
And I was only six when I lost the innocence
When I grow up, oh, how I want to learn to roll a spliff
And not the kind that runs like my mom when it drifts
Remember when you used to hit my line on a whim?
I forward to VM, you go and sing at him
When a liver gets sick and there's nothing they can fix
And your heart begins to throw from yours being false spit
And the only thing he want is the one for forgiveness
But ain't we all tryna figure shit we witness?
The summer that we miss, but still gon' ride the whips
Rims got my tires rubbin', like sunscreen on your bitch
And it's dark as the eclipse, and they got the vaccine
But gon' make you wait for it, so go get your paper, kid
You know I'll support you, and there's nobody else for you
Standin' in the middle of a battlefield
I had to pick a side, or be a victim of the tragedy of time
Who knows? Maybe when it's all over, I can hand the torch over
Standin' in the middle of a battlefield
I had to pick a side, to be a victim, guess it happens all the time
God give me the strength
'Cause now that I'm a man, my focus and interest
Is puttin' out these fires I started in '06
Prayin' that the ghost of my past stay distant
And knowin' that the cards in my hands is goldfish
I'll call it quits when y'all get off the dick
If we all can't ball, then what's the point of it?
Money gettin' long, I'm savin' up for the kids
Always knew that I would be big as a clock, sister
Who would ever think that we'd find a hole in the system?
Remedy, all the symptoms
Got a long list of some things that I gotta get to
But if I don't, just know it was all meant to
But we far from the endin'
And I can't leave before the Dodger's win a pendant
She got a weave that's strong enough for the grippin'
But I can't see, it's goin' all nine endings (Go long)
Out of the park (That ball's outta here)
Told 'em from the start, we takin' no shorts
They gon' remember if nothin' else that a nigga was long-winded (Mmm)
And we live from the enterprise (Yeah)
Where you get signed or have to improvise (You)
Got me a bag and then I realized
Didn't need no cash to make me feel alive
You know I'll support you, and there's nobody else for you
Standin' in the middle of a battlefield
I had to pick a side, to be a victim or the tragedy of time
Who knows? Maybe when it's all over, I can hand the torch over
Standin' in the middle of a battlefield
I had to pick a side, to be a victim, guess it happens all the time
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