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Damn, homie, in high school you was the man, homie What the f*ck happened to you Caught some flack movin' two g packs, by Howard U Heard my city is a jungle, them lions devoured too Not a pool of pretty women, but debt that my FICO swimmin' Face full of indecision and puffin' been my religion All my demons is chillin', my pimpin' work as a sedative Them niggas said Bakari be workin' with that Duke Dennis Rizz They threw me out the studio with beats and my Mac Maybachs back to back, fadin' from me collapsed You can't kill a nigga dream despite your ego attached You lock me out that room on mine, I'm Bobby pinnin' that latch You know I'm in my Bobby Brown bag kickin' a drunk soliloquy No concealing the, burn out niggas in my vicinity Ghostin' those that's feelin' me strugglin' with confliction Can't quit on my addiction, I'm fundin' the plugs tuition Cuz he out to get paid, down for Lucha Libre Way he flip that white girl, Brick Comaneci The freeze game was touch tag, magazines was East Bay Twelve 'll freeze and touch tags, throw the mag in the East Bae Believe me, friendliest niggas is the most greedy K or not to K, so many hoes see a cheese grate No, it ain't easy bein' me Will I duck another felony Overdosed off the recipe Kendrick would most connect with me when lost in my mind Put 10,000 hours in from second one in 09 The perfect year, percentage five would say that cipher divine I found my blessing in them bleachers, bro was bussin' O lines I'm on that old shine Smack White Dappin DeMarco screams Came in the cargo jeans with artillery of the fiends That dope shit, can't quote shit, or risk the overdosage My state is Len bias about the fact I reap the soulless I met some up and comers emulating my pain I said, don't touch that sample needle if you fear hittin' veins My heart n sleeve tact blunt full of fronto and hints of green crack The day that detox drop is the day a nigga won't relapse Don't breathe that, contact highs is hella potent Bars, bikini, bottom, your brain not licensed to soakin' It's hopeless, not nan nother nigga this hard They comin' up Columbus short, callin' it stompin in the yard