Kunci Gitar I'm Back
Devin The Dude
Devin The Dude
Slim Thug
Slim Thug

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Kunci: A minor
Verse 1
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I do this for the
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block,
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I do this for the hood
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I do this for the streets
cause the streets keep me good
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I do it for the hustlers, I do it for the thugs
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I do it for the G's
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cause the G's show me love
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I came in the gang 17 real loud
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Only thing on my mind
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make my momma proud
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Started rockin' crowds,
gettin' dough from
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And as the fame rose,
then came the hoes,
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then came the clothes,
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then came the cars
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Next thing I know, I'm a ghetto superstar,
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so here come the haters
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Travelin' by the packs,
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but never mind them,
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cuz, uh, bitch, I'm back
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I pour up a cup, fill the streets with good
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and fired up so I can gather my thoughts
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More money, more problems,
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they say that's how it is
when you live like a boss
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You see, I've been goin' on my
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grind for some time
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And the streets thought a nigga fell off
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But if I decide not to
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rhyme no more rhymes
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I'ma still be well off
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Cause bitch, I'm back, a born boss
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Got nothin' to lose,
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still shinin' in the game
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Got nothin' to prove, got rich,
independent,
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didn't need no deal
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Had pa per before I signed,
didn't need no meal
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Got hustlers on the side, I ain't got to rap
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And if I don't have a spell,
I still got the trap
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I don't fuck with you rappers,
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y 'all fake to me
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I don't fuck with you majors,
y 'all snakes to me
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I don't care about fame,
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fuck being a star
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Let them take all the pictures,
just give me his car
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Then give me his house
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and his watch and chain
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On the bank account,
credit cards jot my name
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But I guess one come with the other
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So here I go, I'm a writing rap hustler
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I'm too blessed to complain about that
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So where I gotta sign, take your pictures
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Cause bitch, I'm back
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Ho up a cup, fill the swizzle with good
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and fire it up so I can gather
my thoughts
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Let's get high
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More money, more problems,
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they say that's how it is
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when you live like a boss
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You see, I've been going on my
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grind for some time
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and just reached all the niggas fell off
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Hell nah
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But if I decide not to rhyme no
more rhymes,
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I'ma still be well off
Cause bitch I'm
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They say truth for hits so fuck it,
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I'ma go and keep it 100 for the public
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I dropped already platinum,
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but it only sold gold
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And niggas lookin' at me
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like I sold my soul
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Cause I'm rappin' with P and not Mr. Lee
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But when you on your grind,
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sometimes you can't see
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Before Mike came a power sign
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I was at Interscope tryin' to find my mind
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Still tippin', wasn't poppin',
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three kings just dropped
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And I'm an underground artist
tryin' to get on top
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So I listened to my label, plan to break X
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And learned a whole
lotta game from that
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Just stay true, my nigga, and do you
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And fuck what another tryna
tell you to do
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Continue to spit facts,
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you can bump in them lacks
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And oh yeah, this a lead track,
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bitch, I'm back
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I to hoe up a couple of streets
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so it could divide up
So I can gather my thoughts
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Let's get high
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More money, more problems,
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they say that's how it is
when you live like a boss
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You see, I've been goin' on my grind
for some time
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And the streets thought a nigga fell off
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But if I decide not to rhyme no
more rhymes,
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I'ma still be well off
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Cause bitch, I'm back
Outro 1
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