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It's somethin goin on and I don't know
If it's my fire from the block
Off the top I know it's somethin wrong
And I don't know who to trust
So I gotta keep my Glock
That'll flock tellin everybody move along
Shit everything ain't what it seem
Even the niggas that I love to death shiest
Cause they playin for they own team
And I be wantin to try and do 'em some harm
Instead of leavin 'em to suffer
I extended my arm
Yeah I'm still runnin with the same ol'gang
No matter where a nigga run
It's still the same ol'pain
Same cloud, same night
With the same ol'rain
Same heart still standin like I'm hard
As a train and that's game
I thought this shit was too good to be true
Niggas hate the fact that I made
It and still come back through
But either way they still know where it's at
Niggas hate it cause they hate me
And I'm showin it back
O-o-o ooh Oooh-I can feel it in the air
Ahhh yeah
And I don't know what it is
But if I'm patient for somethin
Them niggas not they two time me they
Bound to show what it is
I swear they hate like a ounce of dro
Too strong with a stence so I'm bout to blow
But if they want me then it's fine
I gotta baby brother that's still around
That's gon be representin mine (Fuh real)
I know my son gon be okay T Jones, and Boss
And the rest of the click they gon see okay
And I can feel it in the air
Like my niggas feelin plex and I
Can see it in they stare
But they don't step in the square
So I assume they wanna stick me in my back
That ain't G them niggas need to
Get it how they pack (they sheist)
Don't even bother cause I'm deaf
When it come to y'all
Don't even act like we cool don't
Try to speak at all
I should've seen it when my
Auntie said slow it down
Cause it's a year later with
Too many fakers around
You don't have to say a wordi
Can feel it in the air
No matter what you try to tell mei
Can feel it in the air
I guess they mad at me who'da ever thought
My life I'd have 'em lookin bad at me
Nothin but love and that's a damn
Shame that's why I click
Cause ain't nobody got a nigga back
Matter of fact if I lose
I bet they move quick
The same ones who accept my help
Don't give a damn about the pain I
Felt unless it boost they wealth
But I'm a true solider quiet is kept
You know it's death before even
If I get swept
Damn why the hood ain't made of G's
Because if it was then these cowards
Wouldn't be able to breathe
If it was then these cowards
Wouldn't be able to leave
Haters worse then a disease
That's what I believe
I know my real niggas feel my tone
If you ain't ninety-nine plus you
Ain't in my zone better feel a nigga vibe
If I'm flippin alone
Cause I'm aware of my surroundings
Even if I'm at home
Dallas singing to the end
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