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From light it up soundtrack

Uh, its that real shit yo
Grrr!

1 - cant stop
Gotta eat
Stepping on, my feet
Spread love, think its sweet
Uh, uh, uh all you catz dont know

Repeat 1

Yeah baby, shits about to jump off and
Lookin for the bus to bring in my man from up north
Been like three years since when got knocked
Since he got caught
Punked up like five new blocks, holding down for it
Kept a nigga straight with money in the books
And them bitches is crooks who look out for other crooks
Took him shopping, money in his pocket is straight
Dropped him off at the wifes crib after we ate
Our estate was the next move for me
Had to make that nigga chill for at least two to three months
Cause when its on, its on
He didnt care
Its like slow down baby
The money aint going nowhere
Keep in touch though and show how much your ass is with it
The dope flow is there and in a minute you can get it (come on)
You gotta watch a nigga just coming home in a game
Cause on the low we may just be trying to go against the grain

Repeat 1 (2x)

I never figured this nigga would pull this shit that he pulled
What is strange is the change that niggaz go through
When theyre locked down and really cant hack it
A motherf**ker like me handles a bid like a jacket
Strap it on my back, niggaz aint built like me
And by the end, niggaz was like yo, why you killed mike, d?
Wasnt me, but yeah he had it coming to him
Used to be my dog, so I let my cousin do him
Sent him out of state with like half a brick down to my spot in va
Cause the money comes quick
Half of that got f**ked up before I even got the check in on him (damn)
But things happen so I really wasnt wreckin on him (damn)
Got him up out of there and sent him down a little further
Aint heard from him in two months, murder, murder
And from the next flight thinking I might have to steal something
This hungry shit will make a nigga wanna kill something (come on)

Repeat 1 (2x)

Listen, money is missing and its hectic (what? )
Found the safe, checked it
Shit looks detected (what? )
Just what I expected when I got no word from him
Asked around but aint nobody heard from him (uh-huh)
But money talks and most niggaz is snakes
So it wasnt long before his man was ready to take
Me to where he was at, checked my gat
Threw in a four clip, pumped myself up
Cause I cant go for that bullshit (come on)
f**kin with my last load of cash aint the issue
Its just real f**ked up when your man tries to diss you
Takin back for niggaz in new york and how they told me so
Now I got to knock his boots, he owes me dough
Layin up with a hoe, then he hit me with the sob story (come on)
The famous oh you didnt know I got robbed! story (come on)
Told its to me he should be grateful to
f**k that bitch! look at what she made you do
Now theres love lost and a double cross
Pointed at that bitch, turned her braids into sauce
So you wanna be with him (uh) and talk to me like Im silly (yeah)
Five bottle of mo on the floor, boxes of phillys (uh)
Ten gs in the shoebox under the bed
And for every g I put a f**kin slug in his head
And from then, the moral of the story if you missed it
Is the grand is always gonna be there
Just never go against it

Repeat 1 (2x)

You cats must not know

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