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

(Verse)
And man who can say one say I
Won't run the streets, I get high
Not and this a matter what the fuck 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 have to live it later
Shoot him in the head and deal with it
Man made up, fit to them
I'm only waitin only I'mma get to them
Hatin ass nigga don't mention
But please don't what we did to them
you know how we do and we do all
Step through, I put the fire, it'll be more
And like your life on the line we talk
If you say the wrong it could be yo loss
I'mma do a kick play in a way
that's real
Smoke and think about how I'mma get today
Won't stop, can't rest til I'm paid
If I die today then I die
Nigga, no lie
Because I live every day of my life like a night
K so we about it

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

(Verse)
Now I ain't sayin that I'm famous but the streets like I made it
Come to Alabama, where they me like I'm savin
Bet my mama still on that same
Ridin in that same car
Getting harassed by the same
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 rich friends who feelin like I'm 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, through so much
And it's "fuck the fame", shit, where's the love?
I can't these streets — I can't lose my plug
If rap don't for me, I'm back to sellin' drugs.
hopes, cashin dubs
Same will say, it up
Cus shit, I'm through to go to that shit
And while I'm getting to my niggas' riches
make it for better bitch
I'm so I can smell on my eyes and I see clearly