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lies\n[00:58.93] And a lot of niggas lost they head in this shit\n[01:00.81] I'll be damned if I let 'em smoke mine\n[01:02.27] Promised Maxine I was gon' shine\n[01:03.75] Got my bands up, copped the\n[01:05.52] On the highway and that ho flyin'\n[01:07.41] Money, power, fame make a ho blind\n[01:09.55] And the vibes be so fake, so showing love feel weird\n[01:12.22] Fuck the opps and the jakes, I wish my thug was still here\n[01:16.58] We got no remorse, we send 'em slugs for them tears\n[01:18.42] I got my back against the wall, I think my trust disappeared\n[01:22.86] Don't give a fuck what nan' nigga say\n[01:25.48] Couldn't let that chance get away\n[01:27.20] Need ten hundred bands in the safe\n[01:28.47] Only ten-year friends in the Wraith\n[01:29.90] You ain't got no friends in this race\n[01:31.44] Bro, you gotta understand niggas fake\n[01:33.51] Knock him off if he stand in the way\n[01:35.42] Shorties hopping out vans with the K\n[01:36.88] I done seen my own mans turn to 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