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deck[01:18.96]And I said don't fuck with it, gotta curb the ego[01:22.12]Tryna answer questions that feed upon my cerebral[01:24.97]When the door gets open, you never
their dues
It's only called work they never call it fun
Now you gotta get to work it's gotta get done
I could've been a lawyer a doctor or such
But from
my draws
All I gotta do is make a call
And they'll all be gone yeah by tomorrow
Biggest opp the biggest of em all
Biggest glock it's chillin in my
spoons
The future's soon soon soon
It's already now
(Room room room) Gotta clean that
(Room room room) Better clean that
(Room room room) Got a bean bag
wake them up to the sound
They tell you pull over
Tell you get out the car (Something says)
Don't do it, don't don't do it
(Something says)
Don't do it
And real niggaz get railroaded everyday
Words misconstrued and used against you
Then you get screwed when it's time to sentence you
World cavin in, it's
popping they can't fuck me nah nah
I got the gang with me
Got my suvy by my side my nigga bang with it
If he talking on the net we get em clip doe
I still
clouding my vision
I don't need no permission
Like a clock i'm ticking
Think i'm Pac, i'm Biggie
Gotta get these riches
Can't chase these bitches
It's just
Not really doin this shit to get bad bitches
I'm prayin that I wake to see some bad ass digits
Throwin big ass numbers ok now I'm with it
Nike just sent
so good I be floating right on the ground
I gotta swear to the sound (sound)
Gotta' vibe to this bitch, don't turn it down
Always first, never last,
lawn
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggas dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin more than
the whip leave it cloudy
I get some brains from a
Bitch then I'm outtie
My homie 'bout to catch a body
I can't talk him out it
Feeling like I'm an outcast,
you'll say I was there when it happened
Coming up on midnight, bout time to get gone
And then the DJ starts to play your favorite song
You slow dance for 3
you'll say I was there when it happened
Coming up on midnight, bout time to get going
And then the DJ starts to play your favorite song
You slow dance for
next week you'll say I was there when it happened
Coming up on midnight, bout time to get going
And then the DJ starts to play your favorite song
You
I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me, man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll
gotta work up in this muhfucka (in this muhfucka)
And I can get you anything you want (want)
I could, I could, I could, I could put you on (on)
See,
gotta work up in this muhfucka (in this muhfucka)
And I can get you anything you want (want)
I could, I could, I could, I could put you on (on)
See,
obviously payday
It do not matter I gotta be ready
She coming fast and I'm boutta be next
He gon be mad cuz he not gon be shit
If he don't speak cash then I'm
my mind off you
It's the things I gotta do
Just to get my mind off of you
I just cant stop thinkin bout you
Gotta get my mind off you, yeah
It's
took him to get gas
And he saw the opposition pull it out and sprayed them bitches but he left one nigga livin
Aww shit he gotta witness and you know
and brewing and in a few you gone be chewing
On this goodness
First you gotta let it simmer simmer
It's simmering
Then we gonna eat some dinner dinner
Eat
times I've been outed
Gotta remind myself of it every now and then (yeah)
So the route I went's self-empowerment
In a hole, taught myself how to get
niggas
Man, it's just scary, wear my heart on my sleeve
Protect my all by any means, gotta retain my energy
Fuck you thought? You wish that I would fall
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