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Remember some days I ain’t have shit to eat but
Tony the homie came through with a 10
Micky ds 10 dolla box was the move for the day
Life was a struggle

STEPS/ I aint rushing im making muscle and money moves
STRESS/ I aint got it my blessings is steady coming through
Alot of weight on my shoulders/ I got

To end my life before anyone starts waking
It's 9 am woke up feeling
Someone is holding my palm
Opened my eyes to the left
I saw a needle inside my arm
Got

And i aint got nothing but nines and four fives
Would have more but a pussy wouldn't keep quiet
I'm thugging in the streets and trapping in real life
Give

of a life
Rise and shine, demon time
Off my grind, noon to nine
Wildstyle rap fest, (Bloom!) gave the beat to mine
Meditation time, on the line, every other

Verse 1

Conscious
We were so conscious
We were cautious
And you were one of my closest
I felt like we could move mountains Problems 
You were

West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

H-Town M.O.B.

H-Town M.O.B.

were me, you'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, known for our purity

(Chorus)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down south G's
17

Fried Day

Bizzy Bone

Next Friday [Clean]

1999

and nines
Some of them say we evil a little sumthin' sumthin' for my people
And though I know that weed will even out your debt
Love everything green roll

destined, a young veteran
Got the chory for ya, don't forget the moves that I taught you boys
Not to mention all the ckool shit that I bought you boys
I been

I pull up
Billy getting dome
In a sprinter
I handled my own
Since I can remember
Ain't claiming my bitch
If she chill with a nigga
Damn right
Life

you better bet that he's gettin right
Does he move around or stay where he came from, free at last or stay and be caged up
Cause he don't if this 9

On the after-nine news
Cause this afternoon
I blew your basement door open
And I drilled a screw
Passionately threw a few
In the back of you dude
You talk a lot about

based on logistics
9-5 hate it but I did it though
This kinda of life ain't really what I'm bidding for
Ogbeni hear me, no be ise agidi o
I hustle hard

Big S too hot
Real talk how I smell like a million bucks
Divide that by nothing and that’ll give you how many fucks
Or how many guns been shot
Or how

me along
I'm here in this sun. Got to make some noise
My spirit's on cloud 9 and I'm going to rejoice
I'm here and some are not. Their life just

you niggas the squarest I then seen
Nigga this Taurus 9 is filled inside with hallows boy,
Niggas put that chews on yo ass like it’s Olive Garden,

I’m a bad dude
Check your attitude
Making mad moves 
Longitude, latitude
It’s a cold world Tyrone’s Jacket fool,
Holler at me I could show you

on cloud nine cause she got loose
Kaylah lulu gotta be two but it's one boo if i can get out they can do it too let
God speak first be it through you
All

with plans making moves mummy concerned.
Her baby boy is now a man i was waiting my turn.
Control my destiny my pad & pen I'm holding it firm. 
Only god

K-nines

Refuse to eat da swine

Life and death are inter twined

Like George C. Wallace

I go hard on a nigga

Teeth kicked out

With steel toes 

I ain’t

no 9 to 5 is payin more
only wear suits by graves or court
it is wat it is
dont smoke more but im stinkin of piff
dont even deal wid it
still walkin

a wizard
Sharp as a razor on this fucking beat
Bitch don't ever fucking tell me to lay low
I'm a fucking menace
My life is a Hitchcock film and I be going

at the station (CMON)
You know you can't park there (DIP OUT)
You gone move it in the mornin? (CMON)
Meter maids dont fight fair (MY HOUSE)
Hit by bullet
Not

on me
I wanted to be set free
I took a chance on me
Rise or fall it's all on me

In the stu
I'm vibing
I'm always clocked in
I move with caution
I can't