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These shawties be lost for a name, slidin', it's always funny 'til you get caught
Raised up in that gang climate, he might never improve his thoughts
Tryna deal with fame, grindin', payin' for these funeral costs
If we got the right to remain silent, why the fuck did he choose to talk?
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