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now I'm blessing my team\n  Told my brother, \"I got your back\"\n  Show my niggas what loyalty means\n  But this shit wasn't as easy as it seems\n  My homie died at sixteen\n  I remember I was up all night\n  Kept seeing death in my dreams\n  I was posted on Set with them fiends\n\n  Hot and 'em got the TEC with the stream\n  Laser tag, we was playin' with them beams\n  Young nigga tryna kill everything\n  Touch his soul in this four nickel ring\n  It's a whole lot of shots flying in your\n  FaceTime when that Smith & Wesson ring (Ayy)\n\n  Talk slick, he a dead man\n  Shots from the FN sprayin'\n  These days, they don't give a fuck\n  They'll shoot where the kids playin'\n  Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands\n  I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again\n\n  Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband\n  Keep smokin' these dead niggas, I feel like Redman\n  Pourin' lean up out my cup\n  Runnin' through these bucks for my dead friends\n  Capalot 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Pockets fat and my jewelry dancing\n  Diamonds flooded like New Orleans\n  Lavish life, now I live like a king\n\n  I got on, now I'm blessing my team\n  Told my brother, \"I got your back\"\n  Show my niggas what loyalty means\n  But this shit wasn't as easy as it seems\n  My homie died at sixteen\n  I remember I was up all night\n  Kept seeing death in my dreams\n  I was posted on Set with them fiends\n\n  Hot and 'em got the TEC with the stream\n  Laser tag, we was playin' with them beams\n  Young nigga tryna kill everything\n  Touch his soul in this four nickel ring\n  It's a whole lot of shots flying in your\n  FaceTime when that Smith & Wesson ring (Ayy)\n\n  Talk slick, he a dead man\n  Shots from the FN sprayin'\n  These days, they don't give a fuck\n  They'll shoot where the kids playin'\n  Judge tryna give 'em life so them gang signs turn to prayer hands\n  I come from a dark place, I'll never be there again\n\n  Double G's on everything, Gucci my headband\n  Keep smokin' 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