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Too Much Pride

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I won't let s**t slide

Deep down inside (SplurgeTheGod made another one)

I done did some grimey things

Fuck being real, my friends reminded me

It ain't no love when it get rough, I had some time to think (I had some time to think)

Bitch, you can leave, you only want me for the finer things

Heart on my sleeves and they gon' see it if I die today (ay)

I got too much pride, too much pride (to much pride)

It hurt deep down inside, no, I can't lie (no, I can't lie)

I got too much pride, too much pride (I said, "Gang, gang")

I won't let that s**t slide and that's no lie

Caught a body and I ain't talkin' 'bout it

But rap about it just to show 'em I'm 'bout it (yeah)

Investigation homicide on my body

They gave me options, but they know how I'm rockin' (yeah)

Couple hours in a cell feelin' nauseous

I'm drinkin' water from up under the faucet (yeah)

Niggas plottin', partners all in my pockets

They wanna rob me 'cause they say that I got it (ay)

Rain water keep on sayin' I got it

I just tell 'em go and get the deposit

I went to sleep on a spot in the floor

A year later, I woke up in a Masi'

I can't land, bitch, I'm fly like a pilot

The backend got too big for a wallet

Where were you when I was sleep on a pallet?

Keep your number 'cause I don't wanna dial it

Keep that same energy

One day you cool, next day it's smoke, oh, you must envy me? (Oh, must envy me?)

My closest enemy is someone who pretend to be (you pretend to be)

I won't shed a tear if I make my friend a memory (on gang)

And I gave you a home and n***a you ain't do s**t for me

I done did some grimey things

Fuck being real, my friends reminded me

It ain't no love when it get rough, I had some time to think

Bitch, you can leave, you only want me for the finer things

Heart on my sleeves and they gon' see it if I die today (ay)

I got too much pride, too much pride (to much pride)

It hurt deep down inside, no, I can't lie (no, I can't lie)

I got too much pride, too much pride

I won't let that s**t slide and that's no lie

Kick down the door like Kung Fu (Kung Fu, oh)

I'm Jackie Chan with the kick moves

And I slang iron like a nunchaku (oh-waa)

Nigga let me show you what the stick do (yeah)

Balenciaga, my ho look like Lady Gaga, she rockin' Prada

Tell the opps they gone die inatthe hands of a Don-Dada

Bitch, I'm Osama

Got a lot of money and the streets gettin' hotter (bitch, I'm gettin' hotter)

Bitch I'm Mufasa

They making up stories, they lying on my name (on my name)

I don't listen to gossip

They wanna kill me, I ride with that thang (brr, pa, pa)

Like two or three choppas

I lost some friends they say they wouldn't change (what?)

But I was better off without 'em

Now Dallas the lane, yeah, that's we're they found me

Posted up, thuggin' with shooters around me

Shark in the water, you gon' have to drown me

My P.O, she trippin', I can't leave the county

Niggas be hatin', yeah, they talk about me

Hate that I made it, but why did you doubt me?

Got tired of sleepin' in cars, on couches

Bitch, I'm a general, don't need a vouch

I done did some grimey things

Fuck being real, my friends reminded me

It ain't no love when it get rough I had some time to think (I had some time to think)

Bitch, you can leave, you only want me for the finer things

Heart on my sleeves and they gon' see it if I die today (ay)

I got too much pride, too much pride (to much pride)

It hurt deep down inside, no, I can't lie (no, I can't lie)

I got too much pride, too much pride

I won't let that s**t slide and that's no lie

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