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Verse 1
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It's so depressing, uh
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Be the realest shit I ever wrote
(Money and cars bitches)
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Shit Is Real Part 2 (drugs) modern
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See what it's like to walk in my shoes
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It ain't all fun and games (ya heard?)
Em
Yo yo I'm sick and tired
Verse 2
of stressin',
every days a different lesson
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I'm free- fallin' tryna leave
this deep depression
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My son Joey still slow,
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my moms got cancer in her throat
My big brother sniffin' dope
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Lemme know how many motherfucker
want to be just like me
like shit by your wifey
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This hot bitch be
sweatin' the coke cash
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My baby mother think I grow
It's like, how much fight I got left in me?
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Niggas won't be happy till they
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bring the fuckin' death of me
But you never see Joe look weak
And Charlie sees the board
in four more weeks
Verse 3
where I walked
Bang where I bang
To get where I'm going to
Blaze who I blazed
To get where I'm going to
Verse 4
where I walked
Bang where I bang
To get where I'm going to
Blaze who I blazed
To get where I'm going to
Verse 5
Bronx, nine years later
niggas still playa haters
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Ts the best that's done it,
forever live and never front it
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Reminisce of when I used to hold
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heat and tell niggas "run it"
Now we flooded with jewels,
hundreds of dudes
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Crowd the Coliseum to hear
they favorite tunes
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Then at the time of our prime we
caught a sick one
took my twin Big Pun
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throughout the whole world
Em
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All I could do was try to provide
for his seeds and his old girl
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Em
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tell Ton' that we still missin' him
I'm like a prisoner in jail
with no visitors
Verse 6
Em
You gotta walk where I walked
Bang where I bang
To get where I'm going to
Blaze who I blazed
To get where I'm going to
Verse 7
Em
You gotta walk where I walked
Bang where I bang
To get where I'm going to
Blaze who I blazed
To get where I'm going to
Verse 8
Em
Yeah, uh, ayo the third verse
is dedicated to you
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Even though you switched teams,
man I'm praying for you
Em
We used to stay up all night
countin' dollar for dollar
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You was my son's godfather,
where the fuck is your honor?
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Can't even rap the shit we
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did together
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You'd probably have me shackled
locked down doin' bids forever
Em
You broke the first code
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I'd like to twist ya wifey
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Snitch nigga, turned state to sold ya soul
Em
How could a nigga that was
clappin' in the streets
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Start yappin' to the deez, like
what I rightly should believe?
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Like ever verse is a charge,
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for every hurt there's a scar
I never once tried to hurt y'all
sell a few CD's
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Buy land in Miami and cop a new
Verse 9
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Motherfuckers think it's sweet
Think a nigga got money and
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a nigga don't feel pain
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You ain't never feel my pain
You don't know what the fuck
Niggas lookin' at me like,
Like I ain't lose Pun,
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my grandfather a week later
Like my fuckin' sister ain't in
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You motherfuckers don't know pain
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Let's get one thing clear money'll
My true niggas walk with me now
Verse 10
Em
You got ta walk where I walked
Bang where I bang
To get where I'm going to
Blaze who I blazed
To get where I'm going to
Verse 11
Em
You gotta walk where I walked
Bang where I bang
To get where I'm going to
Blaze who I blazed
To get where I'm going
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