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Shawn Chrystopher
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Back in the days where paid niggas wore Chuck Tay's
Nike ball shorts, high socks and low fades
Gina had all my niggas on the light skin phase
And we would go craze off of beats from Just Blaze
A close-minded shorty, always fuck your two cents
Oblivious on 9/11, I went and copped that Blueprint
It was the highlight of my day
Not knowing what had happened about 3K away
Nigga, I was focused on this rapping, nigga, I had to make it happen
Had to get it cracking
Niggas shooting dice and take your dough, nigga
If you get up, then, nigga, we scrapping
Shoot them Bs, nigga, stop your flapping
Killing time for them Jakes
I'm tryna snatch a whole rack, put some steak up on my plate
I look up and I see Paul, top prospect in B-ball in '08
Shoe deals and model bitches was undoubtedly his fate
Where the success is always hate
From niggas who think they run the state
Shad is a state, he's paralyzed, his
Older brother caught the drapes, damn
So never lose sight of what's important
'Cause there's some niggas in them graveyards that's killing Jordan
A couple niggas behind them bars that really should be touring
So wear your Sunday best, these niggas, 'cause they stays recording
And be careful what you wish for 'cause you finna get
(What you need, Sean?) Shit, a tinted whip
No censorship, prolly a Spanish bitch
(What you mean?) Yeah, you right, I need ten of them
And as you look up in the sky
And you fix to wonder why
Twenty years was all a lie
And right before you cry
You realize this where dreams go to die
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This where dreams go to die
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This where dreams go to die
He stole a hundred dollars out of her purse
That means stay woke 'cause in this game, you either last or you first
My nigga died before the engineer could mix down his verse
The whole city came to his show and he showed up in a hearse
Man, if I die before I get it, then somebody lied
Visions of the top the only thing that kept this boy alive
When the judge hit my uncle with the two Ls like he Cool J
And I got around-the-way girls in my jacuzzi
So never lose sight of what's important
'Cause there's some niggas in them graveyards that's killing Jordan
A couple niggas behind them bars that really should be touring
So wear your Sunday best, these niggas, wear your Sundays, -beep
And be careful what you wish for 'cause you finna get
(What you need, Sean?) Shit, a tinted whip
No censorship, prolly a Spanish bitch
(What you mean?) Yeah, you right, I need ten of them
And as you look up in the sky
And you fix to wonder why
Twenty years was all a lie
And right before you cry
You realize this where dreams go to die
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This where dreams go to die
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This where dreams go to die
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Hello, son, just checking on you
Hope all is well, hope you're keeping warm
Okay, love you, happy new year
Tell Sean I said hi and happy new year
You guys be safe out there
Okay, love you again, bye
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