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[Intro: Jay Z] Hit with the RICO they repo that vehicle Shit was all good just a week ago About to start snitchin', ain't you? Ready to start bitchin', ain't you? I forgive you, I forgive you Hustlin' just ain't you [Verse 1] If you listenin' to this now that mean Swizzy got it cleared for me 2018, what a fucked up year for me Take it back to January, nigga lost his father Only way I got through it was bumpin' Wayne's first Carter With the speakers blarin', windows down on my McLaren See the wheels and it's apparent, this why these fuck niggas starin' Had a premonition, parked and got out, Calabasas far Triple X, Biggie, Pac, niggas kill rappers in cars That was back in June I missed out on a couple million, gotta get back in tune I wake up, work out, hit the studio right after noon Still gotta pack a tool to pick my kids up after school Don't put me in no situation where one of us niggas have to lose 'Cause you'll be in a casket soon Closed tighter than Mac and Tune Another classic with no Jigga verse, it'll happen soon Go bar-for-bar with Jigga Last wish of a young spitter even if the verse is killer [Chorus] That is not how I die, I seen my death Seen all you niggas' demise, folded hands on your chest Always put my niggas first, they pray for my last breath Thought I did niggas right, 'til niggas start goin' left Gucci flip flops, ten toes down where I stood Gucci flip flops, nigga, I done got it from the mud Gucci flip flops, hoppin' over fences 'cause I could In Gucci flip flops, never switchin' sides on the hood Gucci flip flops [Verse 2] Still listenin'? I want y'all to picture this Me and you tradin' lives, now tell me what the difference is? More money, more problems And more niggas who wanna kill you More empty Patrón bottles And I don't condone violence but niggas on phones wildin' Niggas on apps cappin', them choppers at full volume I put money on niggas' books, got houses out foreclosure One call'll open fire on niggas and force closure I'm too O.G. for this shit Built my career off the rock, Memph' Bleek in this bitch Comin' of Age, even squashed my beef with Meek for this shit Get off the phone, stop speakin' and shit Soon as 12 close the door on you niggas, mouth leakin' and shit Go to jail, cut a deal, can't do a week in that bitch That's why I stay away, somewhere on a beach with a bitch Watchin' Narcos, listenin' to The Weeknd and shit [Chorus] And this is not how I die, I seen my death Seen all you niggas' demise, folded hands on your chest Always put my niggas first, they pray for my last breath Thought I did niggas right, 'til niggas start goin' left Gucci flip flops, ten toes down where I stood Gucci flip flops, nigga, I done got it from the mud Gucci flip flops, hoppin' over fences 'cause I could In Gucci flip flops, never switchin' on the hood Gucci flip flops