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Can I tell my side of a street nigga yeah

Yeah oh

Can I tell my side

On the block from 9 to 5

We getting paper in the middle of that jungle with that burner on me

For them long nights we grind cause we had nothing

Look I just want that money stuff them hundreds on me

My partner lost his mind when he switched sides

Now he crossed the line

But I just want that bread and niggas want me dead

Give a fuck bout what they said I′m yelling "Fuck the rest"

Its like they wanna take from me

Ever since that I came they putting dirt on my name

In public they don't say nothing

Cause they know I′m with the shits, this 40 came with a dick hey

Came up from nothing from that two piece of chicken but

Niggas I love they hate the fact that I'm getting rich

But what goes around comes around

Gotta watch my back cause they plotting to gun me down

I'm going through this day after day

I kept it real with you bitches I would′ve killed for my niggas

Its funny how people change on me

And this the story of my life cross

My heart and hope to die

And I

Ima keep it gangsta till the day I die

And I

Could never be a snitch without no paperwork they tellin lies

And nigga this time

Oh I′m pullin up its homicide, ima shut it down

And I

Know they gone hate on 3 for whatever

They think they be playing crazy

Boy fuck that lil 380 FNN in my jeans

When I unload shoot this bitch

And aim it yelling "fuck who how they came with"

Hope they die that's on me

And bitch its homicide when I get loud

Just don′t testify

Niggas plot on me get shot in they sleep solo mission I'm gone

Give a fuck who rock with 3 all I got is me I did this shit on my own

They say you wrong, that nigga did it

Niggas ain′t getting it how they say they living

Sound like a bitch and some messy hoe business

Won't catch me riding with a messy hoe with me

Its a collision

Love my religion

Elijah Muhammad tell Allah I′m with it

Due to the fact that my heart is so wicked

Break on a bitch I got hoes on restriction (Hey)

And I

Ima keep it gangsta till the day I die

And I

Could never be a snitch without no paperwork they tellin lies

And nigga this time

Oh I'm pullin up its homicide, ima shut it down

And I

Know they gone hate on 3 for whatever