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[Intro]
CashMoneyAP
[Chorus]
If they really had love, they would've showed me
They hate what I'm doing now, they'll love to see the old me
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my family straight
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my lawyer paid (Aye)
[Post-Chorus]
I burn this money, burn this fame
I'll still be the same nigga
Take off this watch, take off this chain
I'll still be the same nigga
[Verse]
Came home from jail, took rapping serious, had to make my own decisions
He probably ain't fucking with me, cause he know he ain't fucking with me
In the booth right now, I'm off a pill
If I ain't do nothing, I kept it real
My heart will probably get me killed (Aye, aye)
Permanent, these ain't no grills
Sometimes I wish that Cilo lived, sometimes I wish that Fred was here (Aye)
Crawford stood up seven years, Lil Joe had came home from a year, I told him it was up from here (Aye)
She wanted percocets, I gave her all Xans
They tried to hold me back, but it was God's plan
Hate the position that I'm in, they saying anything
It was far away, I didn't see it, I watched the closest change
They probably just rapping, I really got niggas in the can
They probably just rapping, I really got some dead friends (Aye)
I'm crying fire, feel like my tears burning
Know the streets got rules, how the hell you turning?
Tell the opps I got some paper, I hope that they don't make me spend it
Trap house, it was vacant, we still got some paper in it
Same conversations, just different locations
When it's smoke, don't leave a witness
We just leaving shell casings
CashMoneyAP
[Chorus]
If they really had love, they would've showed me
They hate what I'm doing now, they'll love to see the old me
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my family straight
If I gotta go back to jail, I know my lawyer paid (Aye)
[Post-Chorus]
I burn this money, burn this fame
I'll still be the same nigga
Take off this watch, take off this chain
I'll still be the same nigga
[Verse]
Came home from jail, took rapping serious, had to make my own decisions
He probably ain't fucking with me, cause he know he ain't fucking with me
In the booth right now, I'm off a pill
If I ain't do nothing, I kept it real
My heart will probably get me killed (Aye, aye)
Permanent, these ain't no grills
Sometimes I wish that Cilo lived, sometimes I wish that Fred was here (Aye)
Crawford stood up seven years, Lil Joe had came home from a year, I told him it was up from here (Aye)
She wanted percocets, I gave her all Xans
They tried to hold me back, but it was God's plan
Hate the position that I'm in, they saying anything
It was far away, I didn't see it, I watched the closest change
They probably just rapping, I really got niggas in the can
They probably just rapping, I really got some dead friends (Aye)
I'm crying fire, feel like my tears burning
Know the streets got rules, how the hell you turning?
Tell the opps I got some paper, I hope that they don't make me spend it
Trap house, it was vacant, we still got some paper in it
Same conversations, just different locations
When it's smoke, don't leave a witness
We just leaving shell casings
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