[Hook:] Some niggas go to college, some niggas go to jail Some make it into heaven, some make it into hell Nobody want to lose, nobody want to fail Nobody want to die, nobody want to kill The things we do just to make it through But nobody want to lose, nobody want to fail Nobody want to die, we're just tryna live our life
[Verse 1 - Gunplay:] Cold ass court-room facing the L Twenty-four hours prior pacing myself Asking myself, is this it? is this what I deserve? Red jumper fitting like they had one on reserve So alone feelin' like the only one on the earth Shot go wrist to ankle mama looking worried and scurred Immediate revenge before the verdict was served Shoot a nigga shit up don't alert him and swerve Talkin bout revenge that's a perfect return These degrees gon burn you gon suffer the third Bakin soda and the bird turn feathers to fur So these motha fuckin fellas be as jealous as girls Niggas hatin but they beggin me to sell em these words (WORD) But I gotta beat these felonies first Bought a brand new benz that'll never reverse This is never rehearsed, this a methamphetamine verse
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[Verse 2 - Meek Mill:] Look, I got homies in the ground, skeleton and bones And niggas doing life, they ain't ever coming home They said I wouldn't make it or never see the throne And my baby mama hate me cause she said I did her wrong Cause I left to chase my dream, get it any means I said that I'll be back, she wasn't listening to me That back and forth arguing was getting in between I said fuck them other niggas, I go get it with my team If we all grind, we all shine, fuck a part time I used to play the block early morning and dark time Now it's G5 flights, fuck a depart time It was hard times, nigga now it's our time Just take a look at my life, rapping brought me back to life Cause I was in them streets, my heart was cold as a pack of ice Every night we strapping like we was in Iraq to fight Cause niggas getting murdered for a block that do a stack a night Woah, I got to make it home to my son On them papers with a firm hold on his gun Before I snitch they gotta burn a hole in my tongue Give me a hundred years in a hole on the sun In boiling water, in the world of no order In the hood ain't no loyalty, ain't no world for your daughter Ain't no life for your brother, on the life of my mother I'm a get the fam right, nigga you damn right
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[Verse 3 - Jadakiss:] Yeah, I used to pop a lot of shit, now I keep it moderate These niggas know I been iced out, hopping out of shit Right now I'm praying for my son to get this scholarship A nice university, one of these black colleges Far as the hood go, I acknowledge it But whoever ain't a snake usually a follower Luckily, I can tell a difference My man coming home, my other man getting sentenced Soft niggas usually send the hate through the bitches Jealous Instagram niggas hating on your pictures We dream chasing, y'all niggas walking behind wishes Without working for it, not often you find riches Some niggas find coffins others just find ditches Just ask around 'bout the militia, they malicious D-block, finish that and cop more dope I'm two-stroke, you four-stroke If you got enough cigars we can all smoke Ain't nothing all good when you all broke So we could never be equal Never bite the hand that'll feed you Never fear a man if he bleed too Some niggas need a head shot, some niggas need two Play sweet in these streets and they'll leave you You can't see the devil, he's see through
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