I'm a livin' little good thingIt's like you never lived for meMama said you was a good thingYeahWe came a long way, manWe done came a long wayAnd we sittin' on top of this shitThis shit can go one or two waysThis shit can go up, it can go downEither way, nigga, I'm preparedYou feel me? YeahI be comin' in peace, but fuck me, best bewareThe others is shit deep, under covers creepThis southern heat make unbearable summersJust last week, seen your mama weepCrying 'cause she don't wanna bury your brotherThe blood leaks while thе Emt'sGotta carry her baby like surrogate mothеrsWoah, thank God we survived the round with the terroristThough we been traumatizedWouldn't trade it for nothin' through hard timesIt was there I discovered a hustleAnd makin' the best out the struggle, I kept grindin'Until this day up a level, respect mineGotta stay out of trouble 'cause Tech. 9's like the Ar rebuttalsCole World, niggas knowin' what it isJust in case they don't, I show 'em what it isThen in Summer, I do real numbersCouldn't dare touch it if they sold the double discBlock hot, niggas burnin' up the streetShots poppin' and we heard it up the streetIt's a war, niggas runnin' up the scoreJesus said that you should turn the other cheekVoiceless niggas gettin' murdered every weekDead bodies, smell the odor in the streetMy homie, homie got out on paroleHe sold more Coca-Cola than the soda in the streetSummertime, bring the cold, this winter breezeHella blues like the rolling sixtiesChrist went to heaven, age thirty-threeAnd so did Pimp C, and so did NipseyI told you, I told youThis shit can go up, it can go down, I don't give a fuckNigga, I done seen the highest heightsI done seen it twiceAnd I've seen them lowest of the lowsAnd still I roseNow I'm at your neck, nigga, yeah
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I'm a livin' little good thing
It's like you never lived for me
Mama said you was a good thing
Yeah
We came a long way, man
We done came a long way
And we sittin' on top of this shit
This shit can go one or two ways
This shit can go up, it can go down
Either way, nigga, I'm prepared
You feel me? Yeah
I be comin' in peace, but fuck me, best beware
The others is shit deep, under covers creep
This southern heat make unbearable summers
Just last week, seen your mama weep
Crying 'cause she don't wanna bury your brother
The blood leaks while thе Emt's
Gotta carry her baby like surrogate mothеrs
Woah, thank God we survived the round with the terrorist
Though we been traumatized
Wouldn't trade it for nothin' through hard times
It was there I discovered a hustle
And makin' the best out the struggle, I kept grindin'
Until this day up a level, respect mine
Gotta stay out of trouble 'cause Tech. 9's like the Ar rebuttals
Cole World, niggas knowin' what it is
Just in case they don't, I show 'em what it is
Then in Summer, I do real numbers
Couldn't dare touch it if they sold the double disc
Block hot, niggas burnin' up the street
Shots poppin' and we heard it up the street
It's a war, niggas runnin' up the score
Jesus said that you should turn the other cheek
Voiceless niggas gettin' murdered every week
Dead bodies, smell the odor in the street
My homie, homie got out on parole
He sold more Coca-Cola than the soda in the street
Summertime, bring the cold, this winter breeze
Hella blues like the rolling sixties
Christ went to heaven, age thirty-three
And so did Pimp C, and so did Nipsey
I told you, I told you
This shit can go up, it can go down, I don't give a fuck
Nigga, I done seen the highest heights
I done seen it twice
And I've seen them lowest of the lows
And still I rose
Now I'm at your neck, nigga, yeah
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