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man, I been hip-hop since day one
I'm hip-hop frontline
These mother fuckers don't respect shit anymore, man
Yo, you been through it all, man
You

chere 
And y'all wants me to be forgiving out chere 
I'm supposed to live by Christian ideas 
But being homophobic could kill your career 
So I switched

cards get declined
If you gon' fuck all this up then don't act so surprised by who linkin' my line
All of my brothers are hustlers who put in the work who

these days, it ain't about all the hard work that you do
If you know a nigga who know a nigga who know a nigga, you're cool
Y'all Caesar niggas lack

Came a long way but I've got more to go
Life has been crazy it's taken a toll
Live day to day yet I can't slow my roll
No piece of the pie, man I

fucka
And we get so high mo fucka
To the sky mo’fucka eeyy

Putting work till a man wont need an intro.
Yeah sometimes I try to keep it simple
See I’m

everyone these days no care about the original meaning of the world's they say
Casting spells with their mouth Shifting matter with the sound
Sinking us deep

a note that says I’m happy to be dead man
I’m not suicidal but I think about it
Negative energy got my head all crowded
I couldn’t see the signs yeah my

Man this world is really ruthless
We lose another life looking up to God clueless
We hearing all the hype of another star shooting
But it ain't across,

Work man, work
Fuck you wanna be on the street talking about what you do for
And you ain't doing it
Fuck you wanna be in the club looking like you do

the ceo of this hustle and business is booming
Man I used to be foolish
Now im just jewish
In love with my money like I was shot by cupid
I get the plays

Ay ay
I dont want no lovin now
I done puff a zoot all day
Pushing work I gotta make it now
Vibing to the boombox
On the rooftop
Cause all you ever

grinding for a whip
I been grinding for a whip
I been grinding for a whip

I got a benzo
Parked by the bando
That shit is bustard
Put in that work tho
So I

disguise, we hit them from the front
Ain't no way they could call our bluff
It was planned to a T, ain't got me
Nowhere running cause I'm backed by C
Sparked

oh Whoa oh oh wooo
We gotta make it work
Whoa oh oh Whoa oh oh wooo
We gotta make it work
I don't need perfect, I'm surrounded by artificial
All I need

Yho, funeka ndilayishe iTown mos
Anishoti mos? Qha ibilaentyi
Yathanda ushaya mani nawe man
Ey kodwa nikhawulezisile leJob yhu
Ngo1, nibangene

Iron mall's at
I do what I can to Grab life by the Balzac

Where'd you get those rhymes man?
Hot off the press!
Where'd you get the beat man?
Hot off

Baby Bubba

Magoo

Indecent Proposal [Clean]

2001

me the Incredible Man
I'ma shit it sick like, yeah
And there is one thing to understand
Y'all know what it is and Petey is the one I am
Spit what I

on food I'm in the mood for a stick-up,
To pick up lil' somethin' on a get up
You hit up, blessed by the way I protest,
Your world, gettin' it all of my

the tings I’ve done to people
Ama like a psychopath can’t recall how many pills been taken

Ama an ugly man and I prefer butters, I’m attracted by vaginas

the man that once was
Some folks rather lay down in the dirt
Than go to work
But I'm not that kind of man
That just gives up, up, up
Until I'm gone, Until

Yeah cheers baby
That's wassup
I'm feeling real good right about now
All my hard work and hustle done paid off
I'm feeling like I'm on top

hide on that porch on some scary shit (fuck yeah)

All I smoke is loud, you got that mild like Darius (yeah)
My son ain't gotta work because he gon'

the platform to put my boy on 
And the hype is getting warm 
Almost time to perform 
I've done the work before 
Man I could've sworn 
Feel haunted by old dreams