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"My Shoes"

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[Intro:]
Yeah, you turn up the living mode!

Oh, I got my dre beats turned off, zone die right and rap
Broke my collar bone, let's weaken all, I got the time to focus
Dre's here, mad clique, you'll be only,
So I spend my time getting dope with my funky ass.
Don't step on my shoe, my nigga G got the bitches!
Uh, can't follow no footsteps with no sloppy bitches, yeah
But until my foot work, follow my lead!
Marathon, but I still spring, I feel good in this piece!
Well, I raise my shades on, ...tell me what size you are
You can't want my pair of my shoes, I swear I'll stay off in your,
You could get this battle win, and get it out of talking
Keep my Facebook status right, now the groupie bitches talking.
Keep my head off, spirits high, make the best of what I got
Anything is better than that , and the pirate pot
Don't let them fool you, killers get the blue
Why you're trying to pull them on, they don't even want 'em shoes!
Take you way back, way back..
Trying to pull on for my partners, show them niggas I'm the man
Had to call my mom to pick me up, no cop was on my hand
So I learn quick, be yourself! That's how you'll be anyway
Keep your.. steady, boy, this shit can pop off any day!
And that jealousy it ain't get you shit, and you're better out with no,
And your own hustle got better chances for you to be the boss in my shoes

I'm gonna give you one last lecture if I may
All of us at some point were forced to look at ourselves in the mirror
And see who we really are.
And when that days comes you will be confronted
With the life lived without virtue, without principle,
And for that I pity you!

Oh, it's got me feeling like George
Fresh new old pair of Jordans
Bet a nigga wanted, and I bet it would
In six grade but I couldn't afford 'em.
Man, when I first started to record pussy nigga life
Same nigga trying to get me , as they pull their shit away
Just can't get them thinking!
I'm well aware people changes like the channels
9:45 they love you, by 10 o'clock they can't stand you!

Put 24 on my shoes, strap on my side like the Griffiths
One day this, I'm just hoping to stay legitim
Listen, ain't nothing cool about struggling
You think otherwise you're tripping
Tugging, ride, filthy, 3D with two pair pistols
One from the police and a pair of true religion
Fresh new pair, pimp this!
If I scuffle, fuck it and I lost my bubble
As long as I get in no more trouble
And I get away, get another pill, get another pay
I pick,your Kush stopped and the hood got more stripes
With a foot locker employee
I'm just , no bottle
Where the sea go, I got the,
I can't even smoke, my hoe is PO
They all patrol, so they really know I'm gone!
I'm gone!

Yo my shoes is tide tight
You never know when you might have to strike.
Roll up!