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One of Us (feat. Nas)

You could die young out here

Mess around and die before twenty one out here

Mamas stressing, seen them ratchets

In the dresser, she not asking questions

She seen the vests and seen other kids in the casket resting

Weed so loud they got surround sound

Smoking good shit 'cause they tryna take me back to some hood shit

Any club, any fly fair

If they start shooting all they remember is Nas was there

Some homies of yours bangin' affiliation on their personal time

Conflict with business can hurt down the line

It's something that you ain't have nothing to do with

Your man conversation end up getting you hit

Learn how to draw the line from when we hang with the shooters

Strippers, dealers and killers, leaches and opportunists

Where I come from it's ruthless, air you out from the Ubers

Tutored by coke movers, put holes through ya'

You wouldn't get that from me yo, you'd overlook me

Looking like I just get to that money and stay in some pussy

Got a pretty real dope life

Fly nigga from the other side

Hecklers, PKs, nines and four-fives, seven point six twos

Deer-hunting rifle shells, life is hell

Pussy sweeter than wine tasting

But we won't self-indict ourselves

Be our own prosecutor, won't twenty five-to-life ourselves

We bout that moolah, rich shootersYou getting money, got a body then you one of us

Trust

You getting money, got a body then you one of usCalculating, touching money, these niggas masturbating

Tailored clothes, fashion magazines, they fascinated

Double-M umbrella, the feds call it tax shelter

Hit a million, they conspire to send the rats at you

Cha-cha-cha-cha, slide, catch me on that other side

Foreign cars, private jets, high rate of homicide

Marc Jacobs chocolate diamonds, they for my white bitch

Atheist, but her pussy could be so righteous

Follow the rules, never let a man take your jewels

And if he do, double back make sure he make the news

It ain't arrest, they ain't a pussy til it's time to bust

You gettin' money, got a body then you one of usYou gettin' money, got a body then you one of us

Trust

You gettin' money, got a body then you one of usDice game, head crackers, time to get it back

Only one in the studio that could get a pack

Raw deal, rob a nigga like it's on my appeal

Closest friends do us best, regardless how I feel

Went to the line and got 'em bitches on the same day

Straight to the jeweler, and did the watches the same way

Young sav on face time, talking cake time

Next crib I build got to cross state lines

Niggas hate how I wear my heart on my sleeve

And half the team, got the choppers with the shoulder slings

It ain't a rust, stay in the trap til you a hundred up

You gettin' money, got a body then you one of usYou gettin' money, got a body then you one of us

You gettin' money, got a body then you one of us(You gettin' money, got a body then you one of us)

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