(Yea!) We all bleed the same blood
 (Yea!) And we beat on the same drug
 (Yea!) It’s not about where you’re at
 (Yea!) It’s about where you come from
 And I’mma keep on thuggin’ to the day I die

Wait up in Atlantic, told ‘em let me go
 Smack my air and all and grab him by his throat
 Playing with my life and get you yellow taped
 Runnin’ in and out the chugs like I’m a yellow mace
 All black fleet like when Obama get in
 Missiles aimed at your building like Osama living
 Fuck ‘em alls but I’m screaming from the Mazzy seat
 How I cross them hardcore like it’s flamin’ greek
 Dig deep, feelin’ pain in my homie’s face
 And only then you understand why my homies bad
 Stapped up, this is S fuckin’ damn nigga
 Gun boys be like they know it’s a real nigga
 Man bus bleed the same blood
 Handcuffed to the bus, we the same thugs
 Never fear, just know that I’mma ride for ya
 All black Bentley, welcome to my mafia

(Yea!) We all bleed the same blood
 (Yea!) And we beat on the same drug
 (Yea!) It’s not about where you’re at
 (Yea!) It’s about where you come from
 And I’mma keep on thuggin’ to the day I die
 I gotta tell somebody else

I’m passionate about keepin’ this money
 Hand on the nose that be plottin’ on takin’ it from me
 Some of these niggas forget I be makin’ it funny
 We’re pendin’ like my fingers rotted and paper come blooded
 In case you ain’t knowin’ we backed out my nigga in the country
 Until I make these niggas black with the strength of a monkey
 Then let’s see I’m the boss, bitch address me as Mr.
 The feelings you told to me you get at the Bellavista
 We move in silence, bitch you’d better whisper
 It’s sizzle the street but they heat until they hella blister
 So much bottles, got ‘em for every drinker
 So much head, I be callin’ mammy a happy thinker
 Victorious like a nigga conquered another nation
 Buyin’ bottles and drinkin’ to drown the sufferation
 You give a fuck about your plan, watch how I handle that
 If it ain’t YMCMB conglomerate, cancel that

(Yea!) We all bleed the same blood
 (Yea!) And we beat on the same drug
 (Yea!) It’s not about where you’re at
 (Yea!) It’s about where you come from
 And I’mma keep on thuggin’ to the day I die
 I gotta tell somebody else

So inspirin’ when a nigga doubt me
 Look around and see how niggas try to count me out
 Only if niggas stepped in my shoes and took a walk
 And thought of shit I sacrificed I wouldn’t have to talk
 And I’m like a bitch’s blouse on a clothes line
 Am cheating how I stumbled on another gold mine
 While I’m gracin’ what God be having for me
 You can never stop what is destined, I hope you’re happy for me<br />
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			         Thanks to d