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Crack fucked up the world

And I wonder if they realized the damage

I mean, they come from an era who made a lotta money off that shi'

And I wonder if it fucked with they conscience

Fucked with me bein' out there, I couldn't stand it

I couldn't stand seein' people fuckin' theyselves up like that on the shit

And that's where the money came from

48, 48, 48 states I get it in (nigga)

48, 48, 48 states I get it in (nigga)

They call me Mr. Treat Your Nose

If you really need some blow, I can get it for the low, nigga

48, 48, 48 states I get it in (nigga)

48, 48, 48 states I get it in (nigga)

They call me Mr. Treat Your Nose

If you really need some blow, I can get it for the low, nigga

Shit's gettin' warmer, on that corner

Gotta watch out for 'em 5–0 foreigners, your mother's a goner

I warned you before you supersized my fries with that dollar

You got a daughter, shit's gettin' harder

The only thing you wanna bunk her was your freedom

You can't afford to get caught up but you in too deep

And the seashore ain't saw ya, you got a mother, she don't support you

But you bought her a new house 'cause you love her

Growin' up, you barely had a roof

Now you got a coupe and it doesn't have a roof

I guess you're accustomed what you're used to

So you bought two, nigga, they comin' for you, nigga

Niggas be hatin', I'm doin' 'em bitches

Like Susan and Karen, be doin' your pockets

And runnin' the man, and he's losin' his fuckin' mind

And it's all an illusion, who was alludin' all of this potent?

I am the reason your family is usin' and shootin' up

It's my fault, you can blame me, motherfucker

For killin' your aunties and uncles, the hustle and hunger

All I wanted was a cheeseburger, and a little chain, tucked

Didn't realize this game fucked, up some lives, oh, how's mine?

My conscience eats it up all the time but

48, 48, 48 states I get it in (other than that, I'm fine, I got a little money in my pocket)

48, 48, 48 states I get it in (nigga)

They call me Mr. Treat Your Nose

If you really need some blow, I can get it for the low, nigga

48, 48, 48 states I get it in (nigga)

48, 48, 48 states I get it in (nigga)

They call me Mr. Treat Your Nose

If you really need some blow, I can get it for the low

Nigga, we broke as fuck, homie got a chop shop, I stole that truck

And I sold that dope, motherfuckers hope this nigga go broke

But like my work, I give no fucks, I'm sorry (yeah)

She coulda been a doctor, nigga, I'm sorry (yeah, nigga)

Coulda been an actor and won that Oscar, said I'm sorry

I sold that soap, and I killed black folk, I'm sorry (yeah, nigga)

But I got a nice car, put my sister through school

While my mama all cool, I'm sorry (yeah, nigga)

I'm in too deep and I can't see the shore, I'm sorry

You get addicted to the flip, we used to call it, you get addicted to the flip (I'm sorry)

The-the-the-the transaction, the hustlin' (I'm sorry)

Even more than the money, it's just your job

You feel like it's your duty to be the man in between the man (I'm sorry)

And make this happen for that person

And to do this and do that, you become the go-to guy, you know, forever

Next thing you know you're in too deep

Way too deep, it'll scare the shit outta you

You wind up with so much work, that you'd be scared to death

It's important for us to realize, man, we gotta get outta that, man

You know, dudes is buyin' choppas, shoot down the people that look just like them

Dudes is buyin' guns to take down each other

Nobody wins, ya know I mean?