Key: Bb major•
Intro 1
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It's just
Verse 1
another day,
drowning my troubles with a forty
She asked me where's my crew
She got a crew too and said
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I said, "Aight, just call me back in a hour
So I can take a shower and gather
Then I hung up the horn
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And I thought to my self
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Cause this trick ain't pick up the phone
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to call me in years (Why?)
Ain't no telling what her friends
putting up in her ears
Ideas of setting me up I'm
Plus this trick live in Brooklyn
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, home of the coffin
She might got a whole batallion of
and surround us
Or maybe I'm blowing
this shit out of proportion
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But this shit do happen to niggas very often
So fuck it, a nigga gotta do
My crew got my back,
We put together five soldiers
Got to the plaza,
Now we Bed Stuy bound
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Far from home and on unknown ground
But together we six deep,
with five heats, nothing sweet
It took eternity,
we reached our destination
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a cardiac patient
We finally got to Myrtle
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I saw not a soul,
But hold up, that's when a black
caravan rolled up
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I grabbed my pound
Told my man,
Evey angle of the car was
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So we couldn't tell if the enemy was in it
It might have been TNT, I wasn't
trying to wait and see, we
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Jetted thru Marcy cause D's
ain't bagging me
Word Son, they got us on the run,
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Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo
Verse 2
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Trife life got me thinking like an animal
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt,
Verse 3
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you're on your way to your girl's crib
You ain't really sweating it,
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The niggas in the Bridge
be setting it
You thought you was safe and tried
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to walk the back streets without heat
The side where niggas
don't give a fuck
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The side where if you come through fronting,
kid you getting bucked
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On your way, to apartment 3A
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With a phat herringbone,
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let him slide, no days
Son get the heat,
While I cock back the long
You're upstairs boning,
You're leaving out the building as
Thought you was safe and got
"Shut the fuck up and don't make
He tried to play tough so I
Come through truck without heat,
When you in the projects keep
your fingers on the trigger
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what we like you gets tooken
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Put you on your back, send you on your way,
yo good looking
& Lewis in Brooklyn
Getting tore up from the floor
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Got the 80-0 in case a nigga wanna roll up
Now it's back to Queens
to serve fiends
with my mind on some crime shit
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One-time searching searching
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me but never ever find shit
It's the everyday,
get the loot then breeze
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Though my goal is to leave outta state,
push ki's
Fuck a 9-to-5,
Don't even need a degree
to earn a six-digit figure
figure
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I get mines slinging on
the corner with my niggas
Pulling the trigger when
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Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo
Verse 4
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Trife life got me thinking like an animal
Outro 1
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