[Intro: Future]
Yeah, put your lighters up
Where the love at
Ear Drummers
I forgot niggas like you don't love back
It's like y'all niggas dead out here
Mike-WiLL Made It
[Bridge: Jeezy]
You know I come through on some boss shit everytime I come through
I'm from the place where don't nobody make it, but you know they want to
You wanna see a nigga fucked in the game, nigga, don't you?
But I refuse to cry or shed a tear, that's the shit we go trough
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
This is what it sounds like, when you open your soul
Tell the realest story that was ever told
Riding dirty in the West End, yeah, so ambitious
Them chicken plates at Chanterelles was delicious
Po-po closing that BP, the block storage
If I can get them things back down South, I'll make a fortune
Fucked around and caught dawg with a nine, now it's a wrap
Gotta find a new game to conquer, I'm thinking rap
And it's a whole new game, new players, I gotta grind
Put them diamonds in my name and my chain, I gotta shine
Stunting everything'll real when we do break bread with 'em
Swear it ain't been the same since the day the FEDs hit 'em
And that's when I traded the scale for the microphone
Made a few calls, got rid of my last four zones
And just like that, welcome back, my nigga home
Won't look me in the eyes, something different, what could be wrong?
Yeah, put your lighters up
Where the love at
Ear Drummers
I forgot niggas like you don't love back
It's like y'all niggas dead out here
Mike-WiLL Made It
[Bridge: Jeezy]
You know I come through on some boss shit everytime I come through
I'm from the place where don't nobody make it, but you know they want to
You wanna see a nigga fucked in the game, nigga, don't you?
But I refuse to cry or shed a tear, that's the shit we go trough
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
This is what it sounds like, when you open your soul
Tell the realest story that was ever told
Riding dirty in the West End, yeah, so ambitious
Them chicken plates at Chanterelles was delicious
Po-po closing that BP, the block storage
If I can get them things back down South, I'll make a fortune
Fucked around and caught dawg with a nine, now it's a wrap
Gotta find a new game to conquer, I'm thinking rap
And it's a whole new game, new players, I gotta grind
Put them diamonds in my name and my chain, I gotta shine
Stunting everything'll real when we do break bread with 'em
Swear it ain't been the same since the day the FEDs hit 'em
And that's when I traded the scale for the microphone
Made a few calls, got rid of my last four zones
And just like that, welcome back, my nigga home
Won't look me in the eyes, something different, what could be wrong?
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