The Only Thing

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[Chorus] (The only thing I had) My word, few niggas from the curb That's all a family deserves (You don't know the half) The nerve to speak behalf a nigga You don't know this, that, and third (You can never last) Walking in my motherfucking shoes, find your own path (Give me mine in cash) you know You overlooked nobody, back the fuck up real slow [Verse 1] Uh, losses just make it tougher survival made us Catch you at the gates, cross my heart, hope to die with haters Crew all kind of dangerous and nominators Your rhyme courageous 'til your in between the hostage stages Sharpen everything, I got a new box of razors Metal out the ranges anybody gets the Glocks contagious Don't lose your lid today, a violent giveaway I'm built with under armor throw a shot it'll probably ricochet Time to time the fuck out, call me a business play Pussy comes with progress drop it watch the bitches stray Venom shots for a block of vein how can I complain Flashin knots profit not the same that's my pocket change Mourning headed niggas drop your plane feel my rocket flame Million I remain, pot of pain filled with rock cocaine Bitch niggas spotted I got a spot to claim Make it from the bottom you never look at the top the same [Chorus] (The only thing I had) My word, few niggas from the curb That's all a family deserves (You don't know the half) The nerve to speak behalf a nigga You don't know this, that, and third (You can never last) Walking in my motherfucking shoes, find your own path (Give me mine in cash) you know You overlooked nobody, back the fuck up real slow [Verse 2] The sight of ass kissing I regurgitate Wish I could X 'em all myself release the murder rate The casualties deserve the fate, penalty disturb the gate I'm strapped chilling blue steel, red beam, Cali green and The Purple Tape Streets talk, I heard the hate You wanna knock down what we built up Weird squares can't eat off the circle plate You stick around giving fake pounds, pretending type Still count on the next man money and wouldn't spend it right Mr. Wayne of the game, shine my emblem bright Globe stomping grounds in my boots, Louie in the mics They wanna box you out for winning 'Cause you don't yes man and views don't expand popular opinion When you knocking on a million, everyone at your door Hoping hands out, so they don't got petty crime anymore I got bills that'll turn the blocks, every diamond's a score Mattress covering C-notes, Desi', nine and the four [Chorus] (The only thing I had) My word, few niggas from the curb That's all a family deserves (You don't know the half) The nerve to speak behalf a nigga You don't know this, that, and third (You can never last) Walking in my motherfucking shoes, find your own path (Give me mine in cash) you know You overlooked nobody, back the fuck up real slow
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Credits
- Writers
- Lloyd Banks