Think about when you'll be in a grave, passed away,
Real nigga shit i gotta make it one day
I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them
Studied up and i passed ‘em
Dollar sign belt buckle, im your uncle who will never stumble
Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble
And all those brave rappers who fought and they passed away,
Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play
Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast
Didn't regret this path/split seconds passed
Hiding under my bed and waiting till the danger passed away
Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today
Uncle sam, just try to sandwich ya
Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada
They go from dump truck slackers to uncle buck, but fatter
All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her
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