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option
And I'ma hustle till I die, cause I ain't have no other option
Still trying to pop them pills, tryna make shit disappear
Steady lookin for love, but

dominoes, but who to blame
Cause I'm servin' the hood with a lot of dope
Cover my feelings with a zan while I'm drinkin' a monoco
My streets eatin' up by

from the past time, the black kind, 

turned and seen some whites gathered and laughing pointing and branding wasn’t till later I seen divides from where

go with defeat (the feet)
I'm flyer than them other guys 
I am fly as a butterfly 
Man I die when my mother cry 
And I try to be customized 
I don't

the sun so scared of me
Sally sold me sea shells
Shelly's shore been shining by the sea
I've been starving in my town
Cali been the place to eat
Momma

on by poverty, got lives that scarred
Single mother selling her body, nigga times are hard
Wheres the Lord when I need a blessing
Devil's be after me

suicide
It's a hustle every day believe in do or die,
My whole family they support me wanna see me flyy
cll I gotta do is start then I'm on autopilot,
Look

persists and applies
Gifts that  Exists  when I die





  


U have reason cnd I have mine 
Yea its the season Were serving out fines

Back in the day
Stuck

you sitting by the 
Rocks and you looking like
An opp got the J's on my feet 
If I'm walking through the street
And I'm looking like a G tell me
Why you

me a fat ass and thighs
For that them niggas would die
Just for some in they lives
She said that she love till she die
I know that she never will try

Know that I'm down to ride
Till the day I die
Like bonnie and clyde
I know this song gonna make you cry

Baby yeah I got your back
Need you by my side
I

mind I got her all day
Can she leave my side no way
I'll be up till the morning
Tryna call her won't you come my way
Je regrette pas
J'ai peur pour toi

squalor
Mama taught me young to hustle then retire like when I'm 40
Got no plan to live till then I swear that life just isn't for me

Making a plan to make

wanna bump, wanna taste them keys 
Told me, we should fucks low-key 
Centrepiece number 10 in these streets 
Side by side we die for them pees 
I know

to tweak , five, five, six, you way up the street
I can't stop, till all them n****s die for playing with me
I'm doing the dash, fuck a bitch, I'm doing

MORcL TO TcKE NOTHING

BITTER LIKE LIVER

CcUSE I WORK HcRD MY NIGGc 

GET OFF Yc cZZ cND HUSTLE HcRD MY NIGGc

THcTS c McINO QUOTE 

MINUS c LIFE VEST

back and I bubbled
Shoot a $100 
Bet a $100 
That's how you double
Shout out to J Street and TP
I was raised in that gutter 
Where everything come from

they had
There's no love lost
Only love gained, I see the world through a clearer frame
I'll push love till the day I die, and try to never shame
Wanting

You either use it , or you move it
When you live around drugs
Fuck forgiveness
I've been sinning
Since I live in the slums
You either die by the bullet

a riffle and scope
I wanna feed my folks
I'm trap in this yoke
I'm pure as it comes with this
Look hope
I hustle till the wheels fall off
Fuck a spoke
It's

that time outside J's
I got tossed by the police with cuffs to my veins
And you thought you'd never live to see a nigga in chains
I feel I should have

of a feather we flock together
So I'm steppin' then my niggas steppin'
And dats da code dat we live by
And dats da same code imma die by
And I can't trust a hoe

Coming out on top aint a option
No stopping
Gotta get it by any means
Every day i'm clocked in
Working till my muscles sore
And locking i'm locked in
My

Mounted Up

J.I.D

DiCaprio 2

2018

Fam, take me to where the bars is at
Take me to the street where the bars is at
J.I.D, DJ Drama, let's get it

Ok, I'm mounted up (huh)
High off