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hands down
Just to let another nigga try
Maybe it just ain't my time
Or maybe I been speeding by
Way too many signs
To me get it right
The consequence
Is

reflections
Don’t mean not prepared for the worst
That mean I just ain’t expecting
And the fear, and the crave and protecting
The need and direction
I no longer

but I never could stop
Jelly bean, baby that shit was sweet
Acting mean, baby it was a feat
I ain't clean babygirl, yeah I cheat
Better not be no

Uh huh 
Yea
You know I
CHORUS
I love this game
Way above this game
Survive and maintain to run this game 
Chi-Town to Hollywood ain’t none changed
I

Go shake it off

In the mean time I'll just do what I wanna 
Think of all the ways 
The wave will dishonor 
No ghost ride 
This shit ain't lo fi 
More

(Yeah Yeah)
Crepes done 0 mileage
Now I got the baddies batting all of them eyelids
They say T how you look so stylish
Smiling
I ain’t even go no

can't believe its me
Now I'll
Never
Go back
To the
Way things
Were
But I'd
Take a
Second
Chance if
It were
Her

I ain't got no quit so imma
Run on
I ain't

in my compressions
She don't even ask
She kno' it ain't for nothing
I just hit the gas
Trakk gone keep us bumping
Let's just keep it smooth
No more

no my head ain't wrapped tight
Just to the dawn and it's back to nightlight
Eyesights ahead but my head in eyesight
Cush will be on and we back to life

to slide
I ain't got time for none of that cappin' shit
These niggas, they steady be lyin

I be switchin' them lanes when I'm doin the dash
That boy not no

The Hard Way

JT the Bigga Figga

Don't Stop Til We Major [2006]

1996

the fat brown bags of the good shit 
Dope is out but I really ain't seen it though 
Dope fiends smokin' the shit by the corner store 
Broke as fuck kinda

The Hard Way

JT the Bigga Figga

Don't Stop Til We Major

1996

brown bags of the good shit
Dope is out but I really ain't seen it though
Dope fiends smokin the shit by the corner store
Broke as fuck kinda bummy with

by callin me back
Life is in a box at the bottom of stacks
Ain't no way to get out of this hell we call
A simple life i wish don't we all

All you want

show
Money count it, by the roll
Money crispy never fold
Go to LA make it gold
Ain’t no way we’re going home
Karma did it he made it known
We were always

Chorus: 

The city never sleeps  

I’m blinded by the streetlights 

If it ain’t lootings, it’s shootings  

The drugs, it claimed so many in this

shit is a wrap
You can call me a mummy
This ain't no cap
You can tell how I'm coming
The way that I rap
They know Bezzal be bumping
I'm a real hustler

By the way bitch there ain't no more other me
I put all of yuh oldies right under me
Can't remember my opps be as hot as me
Know y'all ain't saying

To wake up with you by my side
And It's scary to think you could make me feel this way
But I'm not afraid so let's runaway
Together
I wanna stay right here

the hat, the bag
I push the hate aside to get these racks
The glock get a tater tot and you get whacked
I'm in a race by myself
Ain't no way I'm finna lose

No need for tripping I don't need you perfect (Need you perfect)
I ain't going nowhere babe I know you worth it (Babe I know you worth it)
I just

Move bitch,
Get off my way
Am pulling up with seven figures 
And my niggaz by me
Cruising like a legend am the captain so we sail
If you ain’t put in

sittin' low
Ain't no lookin' back on this one way road
Road to nowhere
One way road
I'm on a road to nowhere
We're on it
Livin' in the moment but a moment

FeeI like it's no way out

Keep on walking down the road
Times passing me by
Dealing with the lows
So I'm trying to get high

But I done came a long way

Float through East Atlanta getting dirty step like this my city
Came way from BR all by myself I just got Amber with me 
I just twist a wood