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Look, young hussle on that bullsh**
Hopping out the regal, burner with the full clip
Summer time, murder gangs going back to back
Fly crip- what's on my belt cause half a stack
I've been balling, n***a reach I'm a handle that
Back when me and F and J Stone was selling candle wax
I'm the mother f**ing truth, n***a that's a fact
And if I f** your baby momma, can you handle that?
Look, the west? n***a, that's a rap
You ain't eating with us, you gone have the scraps
Struck out n***a, every time you at the bat
n***as can't compete with us with them type of stats
n***as can't compete with us with these type of racks
Fiends tend to blow your beeper up, with this type of crack
n***as trying to get their license back
Me, i'm trying to get my lifers back
n***as couldn't keep the chopper on the riffle rack
I'm a driver and a shooter, still, in spite on that
Lightbulb... hustle, look you might could rap
Nightclubs, I know a couple that we might could pack
Try and fail, go to jail, quit life of rap
Rhetorically I ask myself "what type of life is that?"
No, you knew better, but you settle
I stepped it up a level double up on my endeavors
So I'm broke never, i'm a rich rolling rebel
Clever as the devil, pull strings like gepetto
I've been real from the get-go
You're green like a gecko
When your name gain weight your ex hoes can't let go!
Hello? hanging up when you say your name
Play it too much to not know the game
Heartbroken, frank ocean on that novocaine
You know this change, but I won't explain, look!
n***a crip that flip the blueprint that hova lay
Ten thousand cash four tickets no overlay
And i'll be in your city with the bros today
Presidential car service with the motorcade
Road to the riches, now you know the way
Run this money marathon at a owners pace
You ain't a real n***a without a goal to chase
And a yellow bone b**h with some toes to paint
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