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Keep your mind be strong |
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you can't be to impatient |
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the government is hatin |
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them sticker boards is waitn by your ride |
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you tired of the way that life is treating you |
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your personal life is f*cked up |
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your baby momma beeping you |
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Keep your mind be strong |
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you can't be to impatient |
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the government is hatin |
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them sticker boards is waitn by your ride |
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you tired of the way that life is treating you |
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your personal life is ****ed up |
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your baby momma beeping you |
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VERSE 1 |
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I can't get caught with the dirt that's in the air |
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the b!tches in my hair |
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or the niggas over there |
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I sware communication skills being best |
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so I don't wear no armor on my chest |
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God bless my soul |
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having to get a 100 yrs. old |
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stable mind fool body control good as gold |
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sippin hen |
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yeah I'm sippin hen what you thought |
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that shit will get sold that shit wiill get bought |
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I thought |
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that real niggas understood the hustle |
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but yet you wanta get paid |
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out and in between the struggle |
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my mother |
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my friend to the god damn end |
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cause sometime your kin |
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will do your ass in |
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my friend my foe my woman my hoe |
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if the shoe fit yo toe |
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just as long as you know who you be |
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look here cause I know who i be |
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I be the coolest as nigga bout as far as |
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you can see MJG |
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guaranteed stout rump spanker |
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kunyak dranker deep thought thanker |
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painter picture for your ears as you listen |
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it's bout time for you to peep |
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what you been you goota |
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VERSE 2 |
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I got hang up let downs bad breaks set backs |
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job took my check back |
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hopin I'm a sweat that |
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less that |
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other finacial helps come through |
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I'm gonna countinue doin what i do stand true |
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within my heart I had it plan from the start |
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playin the cart just only trying to do my part |
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all I can say is that the Lord must of bless me |
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cause comin up |
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I know that the streets did test me |
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from 16 yrs. old we flowed |
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and blew shows with |
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niggas who was cold |
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but old and know Moses |
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I had to make my own path through my math |
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understand that I had to be sad before |
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I'm glad |
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see life play tricks on your mind |
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you got to fight it |
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or else you just a bum waiting to get ignited |
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I write it |
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but also I live it and i'm a get it |
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straight to the ass and make sure my people |
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feel it |
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VERSE 3 |
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Who said making money easy |
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sho nuff if it's illegal |
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I'm tryin' to roll a God damn Benz |
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up out this regal |
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the season keep passing my |
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stuck in the cold |
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no transportation to role |
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my clothes is old |
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the devil is trying to make me believe |
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that I need |
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what the next mans got in order for me to achieve yes indeed |
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compose your grip or else fall |
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'cause the only one catchin' your ass |
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gone be the walls |
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see time never waits for one who sits still |
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but some take their whole damn life to get real |
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I chill and do my own damn thing |
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**** a buster |
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a hoe can only get on my nerve if I trust her |
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now could I be pay baited with flattery **** naw |
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consider when you stuck me but really I stuck y'all |
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applause give me some dap I bust raps |
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but if you ain't in touch with yourself you gone snap |
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