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[Verse 1] Niggas want me dead, bitch nigga, come slide I'm right here on the S with this Glock four-five Been a year since you died, still dreamin' you alive Tell that I'm lost when you look me in my eyes Shit get real when you up in that field I got the juice, I ain't Q, but I keep the steel Henny nights in Miami, I tote heat for real In these streets for real You don't really want no beef for real Cash money, I'm a soldier A hot boy, block boy, slidin' with that Glock, boy And I don't wanna cuff your bitch 'cause she a tomboy Tuck til' we slide down your block wit' that convoy I don't even know these niggas, why they talk so much? A broke nigga get my verse, then I don't cost enough Let this bitch bitch, I get sick and get to coughin' up She wanna pay that choosin' fee then tell that bitch to offer up [Chorus] When I look inside the mirror, don't know what I see Deep down I know the devil got control of me The day Lamont died, it left a hole in me Why I'm losin' everybody that's so close to me? I feel alone with this pain like it's only me Got me thinkin' maybe this is how it's supposed to be Can't let the devil keep controllin' me If it wasn't for this money, they wouldn't notice me [Verse 2] All black as I creep through the city Know some niggas want me dead but they gotta come and get me I been blankin' wit' this .40 but my Glock-9 hold fifty Caught a sucker up in traffic, introduced him to the semi Since 1998, I swear this street shit been in me Lost my brother to a bullet, wish that bullet never hit him I done fell out with some niggas, who used to gang with me Last time I seen him, he got slapped and we stripped him On me, I could've been played you niggas out I tried to give you niggas life and help you niggas out Been slidin' on them niggas on behalf of Tu When it was me, Sheik, and Tu, YB, and Q Shit get real when you up in the streets Got me funkin' with some niggas I ain't never meet I was slidin', sendin' shots on behalf of Sheik So I know I'll die for him and he'll die for me [Chorus] When I look inside the mirror, don't know what I see Deep down I know the devil got control of me The day Lamont died, it left a hole in me Why I'm losin' everybody that's so close to me? I feel alone with this pain like it's only me Got me thinkin' maybe this is how it's supposed to be Can't let the devil keep controllin' me If it wasn't for this money, they wouldn't notice me [Verse 3] Niggas want me dead, bitch nigga, come slide I'm right here on the S with this Glock four-five Been a year since you died, still dreamin' you alive Tell that I'm lost when you look me in my eyes Shit get real when you up in that field I got the juice, I ain't Q, but I keep the steel Henny nights in Miami, I tote heat for real In these streets for real You don't really want no beef for real Cash money, I'm a soldier A hot boy, block boy, slidin' with that Glock, boy I don't wanna cuff your bitch 'cause she a tomboy Tuck til' we slide down your block wit' that convoy [Outro] Let the devil keep controllin' me Know they wouldn't notice me If it wasn't for this money they wouldn't notice me [Chorus] When I look inside the mirror, don't know what I see Deep down I know the devil got control of me The day Lamont died, it left a hole in me Why I'm losin' everybody that's so close to me? I feel alone with this pain like it's only me Got me thinkin' maybe this is how it's supposed to be Can't let the devil keep controllin' me If it wasn't for this money, they wouldn't notice me
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