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Yeah. Uh. Yeah. Uh, yeah, uh. This shit real life though. Uh, yeah, uh, uh. If I lose my life doing right, or was I wrong? Keep the Glock tucked, Nigga tough, I bet it's on. Hundreds in my stash, made a hundred on this Phone. Telling them the truth from the roots of My poems. Send some bullets at you just so I can make it home. Jail or death, nigga, there's the dice gone and Rolling. Joe Biden winning, Trump lying on the Polls. Peso getting fat, used to be skin and Bones. Always on my own, sipping Mud, Ain't no Patrón. Trying to kick the codeine, Living life all on my own. It's hard but it's possible, ain't nothing but an Obstacle. I wanna be valued as them niggas that I looked up to, yeah. I wanna be that nigga on that top tier. By the Cabo when it's cold, know it's hot There, yeah. Ride for my niggas, They all I got here. I ride for my family, all I got here. On this earth, what's the point if I can't Share the wealth? What's the point if the sex is all we Ever had? And if you got an open mind, I bet I'm felt. I'm from the streets where Niggas thug 'cause they ain't got no dad. Hundreds in my bankroll, stunting on a stank ho. In my city bending corners, keep a strap like, "Fuck the corners." Bending corners 'til the Morning, fucking bitches 'cause they horny. But I ain't got no time for her if She ain't got no grind on her. Yeah, niggas killing niggas, but we worry 'bout who President. It's evident, niggas out here wilding out They element. Make me flex a bit, back in 2017, I was checking niggas' relevant. I'm cashing out like I just won a settlement. Ain't no halfing in my stepping, bet I do It big. In red bottoms, headshot 'em, You know who it is. I'm known for fucking niggas' bitches like I'm Lil Fizz. And I heard the bitch tryna smut 'cause I ain't give her a kiss. Ayy, it ain't personal, lil' baby, this just how I live. I got to just fuck 'em, I Don't cuff 'em, this the life I live. And when I die, I bet they know I Lived a life of sin. Like I be tryna fix my life, but where Do I begin? Uh, where do I start? Like, no one's perfect, everybody make mistakes. One thing about it though, uh, all this chaos Ain't gon' end 'cause a nigga ain't never gon' Be perfect. Ain't nobody gon' be perfect. This country gon' stay divided, niggas gon' stay Divided. Niggas still gon' hate each other, niggas Still gon' kill each other. Try to end the Day, you gotta evolve with the game. Understand this shit chess, not checkers. Keep your head on a swivel, nigga. And be the best you you can be, can't Nobody tell you what to do, how to move, Nigga. Be a real nigga about yourself, Nigga, about yours. Whatever you stand on, Stand on it to the fullest, even if I Don't agree with it. That's real.
AFN Peso — Rip the Fallen
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