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All for you by B Real G Still

I've destroyed people, I've destroyed Lives,
Not By Guns Or Knives.

Made By God, Made By Man,
Who Cares I Make $50.00 A Gram.

I'm Not Proud, The Money Wasn't Legit,

But why should I Care Whats Another Hit.

The Addictions Not that Bad I Can Quit Anytime,
Just another Line I've Used Because The Drug Made Me Lie.

You Can Run, You Can Hide,
But You... The Drugs Will Find.

I'm In A Hole, My Life Is Fucked, Society Has Denied Me So I Do What I Do To Make A Quick Buck.
The Money Comes Fast, It Leaves Even Faster,
Maybe If I Upgrade
The High Will Last Longer.

I Have So Many Friends See They Hook Me Up, My Friends Are Here For Me Not For The Buck,
Can You Front Me A High...No...Anyway Nice New Truck.

Oh You Need A Sack, I'll Be Right Back,
Sorry Homie You Just Got Jacked.

You Will Lie You Will Steal, Get Out Now, If Not You
Then Another It Will Kill.

For You I Will Not Stop, For You I Will Not Kneel,
I Care About You But Because Of The Drugs I Cannot Feel.

I've Murdered, I've Killed, Not by my hand But Because I've Dealed.

Outside The Box I Can Now See The Lifestyle I Led A Week Clean Now But It's Still All In My Head