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(Intro)
There's no lie, man I'm so
live life, cus the day you die
No flashing lights, this has a price
And I'm feelin, I'm

(Verse)
And man who can say one say I
Won't run the streets, I wouldn't get
Not today and this a matter what the shit man
Nigga tryin me out with the hot man
If you get down, make a deal with the maker
We'll show you how we deal with a hater
Killers out there'll to live with it later
him in the head and deal with it later
Man he's made up, fit to
Guess I'm only waitin only get to them
ass nigga don't mention them
But please mention what we did to them
Nigga you how we do and we do all
Step through, I put the fire, it'll be more
And your life on the line whenever we talk
If you say the thing it could be yo loss
do a kick play in a major way
Nigga that's
Smoke and think about how get paid today
stop, can't rest til I'm major paid
If I die then I die smiling
Nigga, no lie
Because I live every day of my life like a night
K so we good it

(Hook)
I can on the tip of my fingers
no lie, man I'm so high
I feel like I've been sleepin angels
Gotta life, cus the day you die
Every day the true famous
No flashing lights, this life has a
And I can feel on the tip of my
And I feel it, I it

(Verse)
Now I ain't sayin that I'm famous but the streets feel I made it
Come to Alabama, where they treat me like I'm
Bet my still on that same block
Ridin round in same car
harassed by the same cops
Feeling like I'm bout the rain
I mean haven't got a pot to piss in til I got a pot to cool in
And I got a couple friends who feelin like I'm switching friends
Boy a say anything
Niggas say a changed
Feel like a wardrobe, I swear to God I'm still the same
Come on feel my pain, going through so
And while it's "fuck the fame", shit, the love?
I can't leave these streets — I can't my plug
If rap don't work for me, I'm to sellin' drugs.
Havin hopes, dubs
Same will say, it up
Cus shit, I'm to go back to that shit
And I'm getting tied to my niggas' riches
Money make it for better
I'm so I can smell on my eyes and I see clearly