Тональность: G minor
Intro 1
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One thing I hate is a liar
Verse 1
Niggas don't know me
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They act like my homie
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And hate on me and my at tire
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I just put on, for me and my city
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And ever since, shit been on fire
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I'm good, but I'm tryna get higher
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Bitch I'm a dog,
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I'm a fighter, yeah
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Yeah
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Ima keep it G' like I been
Verse 2
Looking for the money like a friend
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Sleeping on me like a Xan'
This is my blessing, my plan
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I wanna thank all my fans
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To y'all I'm forever the man
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Fall off like most of these rappers
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I don't even like most of these
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rappers (Fuck 'em)
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Either you gang, squad, hitters, killers
Savages,
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or trappers (Be yourself lil' nigga)
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I'm a bossed up savage ass nigga,
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and I'm a stack up (Let's get it)
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call for the backup (Brrrr! Bow!)
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He gone make it rain
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Dead people, and pour up the liquor
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(Bubbly, bubbly)
I'm a get money
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Give me my credit,
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instead of taking it from me (Let's get it)
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The burner is on me (Bow!)
I'll shoot,
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but I don't condone it (Nooo)
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I don't wanna rent shit. I'd
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rather own it (Let's get it)
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Free my niggas I hate that phone shit
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Two cups and I get higher
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One thing I hate is a liar
Verse 3
Niggas don't know me
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They act like my homie
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And hate on me and my attire
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I just put on, for me and my city
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And ever since, shit been on fire
I'm good,
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but I'm tryna get higher
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Bitch I'm a dog, I'm a fighter,
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yeah
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Pass me a cup, I need to get
Verse 4
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Real street nigga, I don't need to lie
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Nigga my shoes, he been want to die
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Cry, marry the streets like a bride
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Remember my name, in case and if I
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Money and family it do not compare
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My brother was here. No
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Stressed, and pulling out hair
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For the people that's dead
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Pour up and, hold you up a lighter
Be silent one time,
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one time like, oh
One time, one time like, oh,
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yeah
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Don't understand me like
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"Signed to the Streets"
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Look at my son, remind me of me
Niggas is bitches,
and apples don't fall far from the tree
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Gave 'em the chance,
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like the rapper (Yeah)
So that was they chapter
(One time)
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With this forty I'm a go cray' cray' (
Let's get it)
So don't get mixed in the massacre
(Bow, bow, bow!)
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I'm tryna get higher
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One thing I hate is a liar
Verse 5
Niggas don't know me
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They act like my homie
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And hate on me and my attire
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I just put on, for me and my city
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And ever since, shit been on fire
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I'm good, but I'm tryna get higher
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Bitch I'm a dog, I'm a fighter,
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yeah
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Outro 1
Yeah
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