I been smoking on a little marijuana And I been drinking too And fucking too And doing what I wanna do And I don't fuck wit you And you don't fuck wit me You know the aura Do what you wanna do, do it or get the fuck up off my corna Or get the fuck up off my corna Juggin and finessin Flippin p's, selling pies Prostitutes are selling pussy It will not be televised No surprise, wheres the lie I will not improvise This is life These are lives Carry guns Carry knives Its survival of the fittest Or die wit the quitters The attitude of most Is get it, til they get us Its a city fulla shame But still I feel the same If this is not your lane Stay the fuck up out the game And you'll never have snitch (rat) That or you'll get rich That or dig a ditch (that) Life is such a bitch And then you passaway Play it like its little ghetto boy, Donnie Hathaway Litty lady ghetto boujee, like she bought that ass today Might be why you mad, and over here, tryna masquerade So much drip, watch all em evaporate Yeah I know the law, is you bored? You go that-a-way Fucking up my Saturday, is you done Mr. Officer? I been smoking on a little marijuana And I been drinking too And fucking too And doing what I wanna do And I don't fuck wit you And you don't fuck wit me You know the aura Do what you wanna do, do it or get the fuck up off my corna Or get the fuck up off my corna Few bands in my pocket Young black n I’m poppin You can tell I be shoppin And u angry n watchin Smokin big gas Laughin at you withcha bitch ass Always hop out like u got a collar Then be big mad Shit sad, niggas are dying N u here, actin big n bad Cuz I’m brown n I get cash You a clown wit a bullshit badge Back in school u got bullied Now u a pig and ain’t shit change Still a clown, u ain’t switch lanes I’m out here tryna get change You out here tryna give chains To your own people You don’t find that shit lame Dick brain You see me chillin Smokin my weed, mindin my business You focused on me Minding my business So why u fuckin wit me Blowin my high n wasting my time Oh u tryna get a free contact Pay for a dime Play on somebody else corner Stop playin with mine I’m just a nigga from the ghetto Don’t pay me no mind I been smoking on a little marijuana And I been drinking too And fucking too And doing what I wanna do And I don't fuck wit you And you don't fuck wit me You know the aura Do what you wanna do, do it or get the fuck up off my corna Or get the fuck up off my corna
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