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Sometimes I feel lost like a runaway
Realy vote or die
Reap while I stay
Getting Richard (richer) like Pryor
Need to put the gun away
Cus I got pryors
Its hard to stay rollin when the world full of riders
Bullet tip on fire
Flyin down sunset
Motivated to win
Like I aint won yet
Take shit over
Hell naw I aint done yet
I LBC yall bringin?
Tonight its going down like free fall
Chevy bouncin up and down like a fuckin see saw
Trippin off hate no hee haw
All blacks locs on the loc
Actin like I dont see yall
Doing that shit to da mean dogg
When I bring it to you
You be like what you mean dogg?
Then we go back and forth like its ping pong
Knowin I should just ring ya bell ding dong
But thats one thing about this shit partner
Every move is so watched by these rich boxes
So why should I lose all my rich sponsors
Im gone then you suddenly hip hoppin
Shit, sip the gin then I
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