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6 deep
Rollin trees
In the back seat

Ugh

Blackboys
Gettin g's over
Rap beats

Ugh

Overseas
Bitch please
I don't seen a whole half planet
Running the whole gamet

Hustle for my bread
A nigga done known famine
Wisdom in my dreads
It's heavy but I manage

Cody in the cockpit
Running the ship
Real crenshaw nigga
You ain't fuckin with him

We on way to the A
Sold out in the bay
The bro price hold it down when we get to LA
AK, bring the vibes it don't matter to state
My boy Ty hella fly
And it never be fake

Black excellence

All about the path
You could miss me with the extra shit
I don't use the c word
We don't need a pessimist
I was 15 in the kitchen with the mexicans
Niggas is my brethren

Me and marc from the city that don't sleep
Don't speak if you don't know a winter with no heat...
My og, met a good woman, she so keen
I love to see my niggas drink water and grow green

Great great grandma was picking the cane
The shit is inane
My lineage remember the pain
I'm gettin us paid

Nothing finna get in my way
A nigga free
Never living enslaved
Until im digging my grave

Give a fuck about your expectations
Every day we having celebrations
Revelation after revelation
I see the struggle like tuition for the education

Came far from the G train
On the block watching dopeheads freebase
I don't even trip when I see hate
Nothin really gettin to me these days

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