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District 21
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Ain't no limit when it's in my possession I got bullets, I got demons headed in my direction Pardon the smoke, it's part of the stressing If they kill me pardon my legend, I'm already in it Independent, been here for my connection I used to question, I had me a talk Had a feeling I wouldn't knock forever Too many niggas are hard but will feel it Brought it all to the table... How you tell me whatever I was missing Back on the soul, back on the phone (yeah) Shit, all them nights in the summer I spent alone See, money wasn't an option, neither is college so I... Figured this all I was getting out of my pockets, I just- Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah) Back inside to roll with it (yeah, uh-huh, yeah) I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it (uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah) Yeah, and we just pack inside that shit... Pack inside that motherfucker I just-(uh-huh, uh-huh) Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah) Back inside to roll with it (uh-huh, uh-huh) I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it Yeah, and we just pack inside that shit... Pack inside that motherfucker I just-(uh-huh, uh-huh) Double taking, I wait patient for my only impression Hesitating for the feeling shit, it's only a lesson Recognize under the other side My niggas, pushing and shooting don't know about them other guys, you know... Still got my [?] when I ride in the whip Never a talker, I'll show you what ever is But still I'm in question, like they demonstrate any better Shit, man I had me a feeling since '97 You know the cold, real, and the feel (yeah) I guess a nigga with money know how it feels I'm aggravated by our position In my position it's kill or be killed, ain't no room for thinking... how I feel Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah) Back inside to roll with it (yeah, uh-huh, yeah) I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it (uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah) Yeah, and we just pack inside that shit... Pack inside that motherfucker I just-(uh-huh, uh-huh) Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah) Back inside to roll with it (uh-huh, uh-huh) I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it Yeah, and we just pack inside that shit... Pack inside that motherfucker I just-(uh-huh, uh-huh) Yeah, paper to go, I got paper to blow I can't take this shit with me I'm busy living, you know Back in the Bentley we chilling under that ceiling, you know It go behind us, I fuck around get a pill and you know I hate the industry shit, that's why my millions in [?] I've been reminded again, again, and again how it go Remember strapping my helmet now I'll just strap it in the back I press a button, I close a door and then women react I traded all of my pride, traded all of my belts Traded all of my team, so I could get me some help A year or two and we passing killing whoever is left (yeah, yeah) We got whoever is next, and we just- Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah) Back inside to roll with it (yeah, uh-huh, yeah) I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it (uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah) Yeah, and we just pack inside that shit... Pack inside that motherfucker I just-(uh-huh, uh-huh) Back inside to [?] with it (uh-huh, yeah) Back inside to roll with it (uh-huh, uh-huh) I push a Jeep ain't have no doors with it (yeah) And we just pack inside that shit... Pack inside that motherfucker I just-