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Yeah\n\nI be coming in peace, but fuck me\nBest beware the others\nThis shit deep, undercovers creep\nThis Southern heat make unbearable summers\nJust last week, seen yo' mama weep\nCrying 'cause she don't want bury your brother\nThe blood leaks while the EMTs gotta carry her baby like surrogate mothers\n\nWhoa, thank God we survived around where the terrorists hovered\nThough traumatized, wouldn't trade it for nothing\nThrough hard times, it was there I discovered\nA hustle and making the best out the struggle\nI kept grinding 'til this day, up a level\nRespect mine, gotta stay out of trouble\n'Cause TEC-9s like to air out rebuttals\n\nCole World, niggas knowing what it is\nJust in case they don't, I show 'em what it is\nThen summer, I do real numbers\nCouldn't dare touch it if they sold the double disc\nBlock hot, niggas burning up the street\nShots popping and we heard it up the street\nIt's a war, niggas running up the score\nJesus said that you should turn the other cheek\n\nWas his niggas getting murdered e'ry week?\nDead bodies, smell the odor in the street\nMy homie' homie got out on parole\nHe sold more Coca-Cola than the soda industry\nSummertime bring the coldest winter breeze\nHella blues like the Rollin' 60s\nChrist went to Heaven age 33\nAnd so did Pimp C, and so did Nipsey\n\nI told you, I told you\nThis shit can go up, it can go down, I don't give a fuck\nNigga, I done seen the highest heights\nI done seen it twice\nAnd I've seen the lowest of the lows\nAnd still I rose\nNow I'm at your neck, nigga, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.27] I'm a living little good thing (yeah)\n[00:06.11] It's like you never lived for me, yeah\n[00:09.37] Mama said you was a good thing, uh\n[00:12.04] Good, good, good, yeah\n[00:14.90] Yeah\n[00:17.67] We came a long way, man, we done came a long way\n[00:19.99] \n[00:25.45] And we sitting on top of this shit\n[00:27.86] \n[00:30.13] This shit can go one or two ways\n[00:34.01] This shit can go up, it can go down\n[00:35.66] Either way, nigga, I'm prepared\n[00:37.91] \n[00:42.02] Feel me? 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Yeah\n\nI be coming in peace, but fuck me\nBest beware the others\nThis shit deep, undercovers creep\nThis Southern heat make unbearable summers\nJust last week, seen yo' mama weep\nCrying 'cause she don't want bury your brother\nThe blood leaks while the EMTs gotta carry her baby like surrogate mothers\n\nWhoa, thank God we survived around where the terrorists hovered\nThough traumatized, wouldn't trade it for nothing\nThrough hard times, it was there I discovered\nA hustle and making the best out the struggle\nI kept grinding 'til this day, up a level\nRespect mine, gotta stay out of trouble\n'Cause TEC-9s like to air out rebuttals\n\nCole World, niggas knowing what it is\nJust in case they don't, I show 'em what it is\nThen summer, I do real numbers\nCouldn't dare touch it if they sold the double disc\nBlock hot, niggas burning up the street\nShots popping and we heard it up the street\nIt's a war, niggas running up the score\nJesus said that you should turn the other cheek\n\nWas his niggas getting murdered e'ry week?\nDead bodies, smell the odor in the street\nMy homie' homie got out on parole\nHe sold more Coca-Cola than the soda industry\nSummertime bring the coldest winter breeze\nHella blues like the Rollin' 60s\nChrist went to Heaven age 33\nAnd so did Pimp C, and so did Nipsey\n\nI told you, I told you\nThis shit can go up, it can go down, I don't give a fuck\nNigga, I done seen the highest heights\nI done seen it twice\nAnd I've seen the lowest of the lows\nAnd still I rose\nNow I'm at your neck, nigga, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.32] I'm a living little good thing (yeah)\n[00:04.73] It's like you never lived for me, yeah\n[00:07.81] Mama said you was a good thing, uh\n[00:10.21] \n[00:12.44] Good, good, good, yeah\n[00:16.19] Yeah\n[00:19.70] We came a long way, man, we done came a long way\n[00:22.02] \n[00:25.28] And we sitting on top of this shit\n[00:29.68] This shit can go one or two ways\n[00:33.55] This shit can go up, it can go down\n[00:35.89] \n[00:38.34] Either way, nigga, I'm prepared\n[00:41.09] Feel me? 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