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When you go as hard as hustle they gonna pay you... |
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And my jury up 100.000 dollars plus |
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I got the... |
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Till that foresheet that |
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I'll be dropped |
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And my bro to riches over lack the options |
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Off the trunk my blue colors my back to slos |
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Now my... and holes my... flying out getting paid 10 thousand a show amen |
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Two wait with my seat back at my window... |
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Thinking bout the funny niggas that twisted it up |
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We make some plans most... stunt |
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Tell me wanka reason |
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I should give a f*ck |
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Hook: They know, still cleaning up on the road |
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Never fast real slow |
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Spending cash and get mow |
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They know, keep the gun everywhere |
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I go Runnin round getting though |
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Livin fast seems slow |
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They know, still cleaning up on the road |
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Livin fast seems slow |
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Keep the gun everywhere |
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I go They know, still run around getting though |
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Livin fast seems slow |
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Gun everywhere |
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I go, they know |
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Tattoos on my face tattoos on ym neck |
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Pistols in my stash one button make... jack |
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Niggas hate know a fact |
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Can't get close enough to touch so |
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Homes through me sick |
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Host young... 'cause |
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I wont' sleep |
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Won't lose cause |
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I won't quit |
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Yeah life is hard yeah no shit |
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But I'm a real nigga won't bitch |
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That go for my whole clip self made |
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I don't owe shit |
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Only ride to my own shit |
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I'm so fly |
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I'm oh shit |
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I mean so fly |
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I don't know shit |
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My... I got no kicks |
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I don't touch guns |
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I got no prince |
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And I'm so fly and |
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I got... runnin round when |
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I know... |
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Why 'cause |
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I did that and like... but they know this [Hook:] |
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Yeah that's right, that's right |
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Nigga don't grind, nigga don't eat |
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That's life, that's life |
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See I was on the road but |
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I'm back right |
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Tmc is stack right who show... new tracks right |
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Yeah everything nigga here act like |
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But if you just sniff that life you know first class |
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And got racks right yeah |
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We just stick into the facts right |
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Rich before rap got... right |
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Lost everything and got back right |
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Yeah so let's... this fast life, |
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We gonna do the same today and past out like... |
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But it's cold my stacks right if |
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I'm in the club to just... tight |
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People out of my... right my last life |
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I'm just sayin... right even make sense like a black light |
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I came in the city my back no niggas |
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Go son I guess |
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I'm just that type |
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It's a... now... life my young nigga homie got that flight |
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And niggas ain't tryin to fight fast right |
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And black... at the... right [Hook:] |