After this

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I walk through the streets to see what I can find
Im losing my fucking mind
All Im trying to do is get on my grind
But lately all I do is get into a bind
I can't even fuck with my own connect
My own connect is a motha fucking suspect
Nobody can protect
Can't protect any of us the feds got too much intellect
Who knows when the last time any of us slept
Its hard enough to get money to collect
Fuck! My Shit is nearly on disconnect
After this where the fuck do we go
This is the only life we know
Fucked up thing is we no longer know who to trust
Kill a motha fucka on sight is now a must
Don't even hesitate to leave motha fuckas in the dust
Fuck your best friend
Put that brother Shit to an end
And when you needed someone you could really count on you went to your baby mama
(Haha) you can't even trust her anymore
Now she's your best friends whore
After this where the fuck do we go
Nobody left you can call your bro
You can't call your baby mama your girl or your ho
Nobody to help you get through hard times when your at your low
Times are changed ain't nothing the same
Only a few of us will survive if we stay in this game
The rest of us will either be dead or have a number to replace our name
After this where the fuck do we go
Fuck it! This is the only life I know
Feelings never had a place in this game
And now judgment day has came
Fuck it! Im gonna kill everybody on sight
Ill be the last thing you see just before you see the light
Because after this where the fuck do we go
This is the only life we know
Where the fuck do we go
Where the fuck do we go

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