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The battles no longer physical, it's from within You live to die and you die to live again But you can't win for losing, what sides are you choosin? Goals lyrics - Ace Hood.

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Came in with yo girlfriend, but I leave with her cause she chose up! E'rryday No you wouldn't understand no You wouldn't understand [Hook: Nothin but them Goodie Verse 2: Ace Hood] There are some serious rumors around There's a new sheriff bput town Fuck your apologies, back up his arteries Bury him deep in the ground Tell him keep sleepin', I'm never defeated I will not repeat it, you follow me now?

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Enemies lyrics - Ace Hood. Ace Hood] I know how it feel to be broke And I know what it take to get rich I know what it's like to have them niggas hating on ya Turn around, be the same ones jumping on your dick Funny how shit'll change when you get thhat little hoodd Seeing my old friends and knowing it ain't the same Copping my first watch, rocking my first chain Only one in the hood you see in a red Range I know how it feel baby, I know how it feel I still get chills thinking about my first mil I had to take a loss, it's part of being a boss Now hokd my niggas floss, we ain't worried about the cost cause [Chorus: Pop a pill and get charged up, how you feel?

Call the paramedics too pathetic I said it my status got em jealous boy! Supposed To Do lyrics - Ace Hood. Ace Hood] Way up nigga, way up I thank God for the day a nigga came up Pocket full of big faces I'm in the club, someone point me to the waitress They like "Who that? I'm so sick of them excuses, feel like i'm bout to lose it I'm sorry to my fans there's so much shit behind the music Got my patience runnin too thin, I'm just on some new shit Had to relocate got inspiration on the west end I learn from every lesson, thankful for every blessing Mamma told pray and keep it real since adolescence lord!

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