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    [Intro]
    What is life for a nigga like me?
    Living out his backpack every night
    Needed a new place to sleep
    But this is now, nigga

    [Verse 1]
    One's for the money, two for the bitches
    Three to get ready cause I feel I finally did it
    Four's for the jealous rapper mad because he finished
    Turn that mothafucka to a critic
    Man, I got so much shit up on my plate, dog
    I was hanging on them corners late
    Pockets wasn't straight, bitch
    I ain't gon' make it at this rate, dog, know what I'm saying?
    Nigga praying up to God just hoping that he hear a nigga
    I know the world got more problems and it's much bigger
    But I figured, I'd get some shit up off my chest
    To all my niggas I would die for
    Load my pistol up, go out and war for
    To all my niggas that'll never make it out the streets
    Fuck it, keep goin' hard, don't let 'em see you weak
    To all my niggas first time stepping in the pen
    Read a book and exercise, keep your spirit in
    To all my niggas that's gon' fuck around and die today
    Take our hats off, bow our heads
    And let us pray, just wanna say

    [Hook]
    Stay blessed my nigga, blessed my nigga
    Really think about it, could be worse my nigga
    Don't stress my nigga, yes, my nigga
    We all blessed my nigga

    [Verse 2]
    Now how the fuck I'm 'posed to say this?
    You see my nigga just lost his son
    While I'm here hugging on my daughter, I grip her harder
    Kiss her on the head as I cry for a bit
    Thinking of some bullshit to tell him
    Like "It'll be okay, you'll be straight, it'll be aight"
    Well, fuck that shit
    Whatever you need, yo, I got it!
    Whether it's money or some weed or putting in work
    Fuck it, then I'm riding
    You know what's up, but now a nigga couldn't stick around
    Told myself that after y'all moved
    That I'd be a fuckin' fool, to be living by the street rules
    "Fuck police" tattoos, that happens when you ditch school
    But anyway, keep the faith
    Stay strong, bruh, remain solid, bruh
    Keep playing ball, cuz
    It's the only way up out it, bruh, a nigga proud of ya
    Tell Floyd to enjoy his newborn seed
    I'll have whatever he needs, we the last of a dying breed
    Live life, smoke trees
    See how far we've come but most, I'm sorry for your son

    [Hook]

    [Bridge: Ab-Soul]
    And you ain't gotta shed no tear
    I'll be everywhere and I'mma always be right here
    I ain't forgot those years
    I'll be everywhere but I'mma always be right here

    [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
    Living in a premature place... wait
    Never grow to see the pearly gates... break
    Every time a bullet detonate... dates... of obituary carry crates
    Of a scary picture with a family member that relate to ya
    In December you was finna pin another case
    On your record in a stolen Expedition, play it safe
    As the record spinning, you was hearing angels entertain
    Every pun intended, that was wicked, coming from your brain
    Recognize you listened and you didn't hit the block again
    That's because the minute
    After you had knew you would be slain
    Open up another chapter in the book and read 'gain
    Story of a gun-clapper really tryna make a change
    Everybody ain't (blessed, my nigga)
    Yes, my nigga, you're blessed, take advantage
    Do your best, my nigga
    Don't stress, you was granted everything inside this planet
    Anything you imagine, you possess, my nigga
    You reject these niggas that neglect your respect
    For the progress of a baby step, my nigga
    Step-step my nigga, one, two, skip-skip
    Back-back, look both ways, pull it off the hip
    Blast at anybody say that you can't flip
    This crack into rap music every other zip is a track
    Get used to it, get it off quick
    Come back, give back to the city you've built
    That's that, don't trip, see money, fuck niggas, dog
    It ain't nothing but a bunch of fuck niggas, dog
    In a minute everybody gon' be winning
    Put a little faith in it then recognize that we all

    [Hook]

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