[Intro]
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Keepin it real
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[Verse 1]
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I take a shot of Hennessy
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Now, Im strong enough to face the madness
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Nickel bag full of cess weed laced with hash
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Phone calls from my niggas on the other side
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Two childhood friends just died, I couldnt cry
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A damn shame, when will we ever change?
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And what remains from a 12-gauge to the brain?
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Arguments with my boo, its true
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I spend more time with my niggas than I do with you
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But everywhere its the same thang
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Thats the game, Ill be damned if a thang changed
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Fuck the fame, Ill be hustlin to make a million
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Lord knows aint no love for us ghetto children
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So we cold, Rag-top slowin down, time to stop for gas
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Beep my horn for a hoochie with a proper ass
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Uh, it aint easy, thats my motto
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Drinkin Tanqueray straight out the bottle
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Everybody wanna know if Im insane
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My baby mama got a mind full of silly games
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And all the drama got me stressin like Im hopeless
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I cant cope, me and the homies smokin roaches
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‘Cause we broke, late night, hangin out til the sunrise
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Gettin high, watchin the cops roll by
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It aint easy; thats right, it aint easy
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[Chorus]
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—easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
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[Verse 2]
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I cant sleep, niggas plottin on me, kill me while Im dreamin
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Wake up sweaty and screamin
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‘Cause I can hear them suckers schemin
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Probably paranoid, problem is them punks be fantasizin
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A brother bite the bullet, open fire and I died
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I wonder why, its just the way it is, even now
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Lookin out for these killa kids cause they wild
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Bill Clinton, can you recognize a nigga representin
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Doin twenty to life in San Quentin?
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Gettin calls from my nigga, Mike Tyson, aint nothin nice
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“Yo, Pac, do somethin righteous with your life
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And even though youre innocent you still a nigga
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So, they figure, rather have you behind bars than triggers
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But Ima hold you down and holla Thug Life
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Lickin shots til I see my niggas free on the block”
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But no, it aint easy (Ha-ha-ha)
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‘Til I see my niggas free on the block, uh, it aint easy
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[Chorus]
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary—
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[Verse 3]
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Lately been reminiscin about Peppermint Schnapps
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In Junior High, hit the block
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Keep an eye on the cops while d-boys slang rocks
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Just a project kid without a conscience
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Im havin dreams of hearin screams at my concerts
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Me and all my childhood peers
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Through the years tryin to stack a little green
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I was only seventeen when I started servin fiends
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And I wish there was another way to stack a dolla
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Sold my Impala cause these hard times make me wanna holla
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Will I live to see tomorrow? Am I fallin off?
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I hit the weed and then proceed to say, “Fuck all of yall!”
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Aint nobody down with me, Im thuggin
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I cant go home, cause muhfuckers think Im buggin
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So now Im in this high-powered cell at the county jail
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Punk judge got a grudge, cant post no bail
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What do I do in these county blues?
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Gettin battered and bruised by the you-know-who
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And these fakes get to shakin when they face me
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Snakes aint got enough nuts to replace me
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Sittin in this livin hell, listenin to niggas yell
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Tryin to torture em to tell, Im gettin mail
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But aint nobody sayin much, the same old nuts
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Is makin bucks while these sluts is gettin fucked
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They violated my probation
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And it seems Ill be goin on a long vacation
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Meanwhile, it aint easy—
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No, it aint easy
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[Chorus]
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
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It aint easy bein me
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Will I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free?
