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Cook that shit up, Quay

Still poppin' Percocet

Drankin' lean too

Shit I gotta deal with

Caught a few cases, I been on the road but overall a nigga still free

I done been robbed, I know how it feel, a nigga gon' have to come kill me

I been through it all, I came this far, how a nigga not gon' feel me?

Ain't no facade, no cap in my raps, everything that I say is the real me

I give all my problems to God, let him handle all my enemies

I get on my knees and beg him please, I just hoping that he hearin' me

I came too far to stop now, I can't let a nigga get ahead of me

I came too far to stop now, I can't let a nigga get the best of me

Remember that shoot out we had that time we thought a kid died

Only thing I know when we pulled up, everybody hopped out firin'

I remember on the way back, everybody in the car quiet

I'm just knowing everybody thinkin', we just pulled a homicide, homicide

TV on the news, at the spot tryna see who they say got shot

I'm the first one stood up told my brothers, "Y'all all I got"

Know if somebody seen us, they gon' talk

Phone ringin' I thought it was a thottie

Thinkin', "Damn, we just caught a body," hopin' everybody keep it solid

Fuck the nigga, I'm thinkin' 'bout the kid

The nigga shouldn't did what he did

I'm just glad a nigga still here for all the stupid shit that we did

Gotta be here for my kid, gotta watch my son get big

Everything I say is no lie, I'm just glad the kid didn't die

Caught a few cases, I been on the road, but overall a nigga still free

I done been robbed, I know how it feel, a nigga gon' have to come kill me

I been through it all, I came this far, how a nigga not gon' feel me?

Ain't no facade, no cap in my raps, everything that I say is the real me

I give all my problems to God, let him handle all my enemies

I get on my knees and beg him please, I just hoping that he hearin' me

I came too far to stop now, I can't let a nigga get ahead of me

I came too far to stop now, I can't let a nigga get the best of me

All I see is young niggas on Instagram with them stick

I never post no gun, but when it's smoke I bet I send a blitz

That bullshit that you on, you thinkin' cool get you a 100 years

I bet yo' partner fuck yo' bitch, I bet you don't hear nothin' from the clique

I ain't gon' tell you no lie, this shit'll make a grown man cry

Folks give yo' ass that time, you'll never see the outside

All you do is think and wonder why

Kiss the good life goodbye

Now you gotta fight to survive, ain't no guns all you got is knives

Hear a nigga sharpen 'em at night

Young niggas gone on the ice

Grown men fucking grown men they'll never tell you that part

Buy a phone you gotta have a spot

Everyday a nigga get knocked

Search team turn to the narcs, man this shit can really get hard