deal, it's all about a dollar bill You know fo'reals, the only way that I can chill Uh, n****z won't understand 'til they man fall From a exit wound big
to f-ck hoes off trial and error just a small time n-gga, big city hustle glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell these were our heroes, strictly for them zero
so many places Flown through vast empty spaces With stewardesses whose hands Look much older than their faces And I've tossed so many napkins Into that big
the dark of the blue curtain And it was fourth grade, I got high top played Sported the black and red Jordan bootleg craze And when the big kids zeroed
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