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I do this for my family
Hell nah not a image
that picture talking money
Hell yeah I gotta get it
I den ran it up so much
I'm chasing bread not chasing bitches
I tell my mother every time gone that I miss her
You can't say I bluffed
cause if I said it I did it
You blowing up my line
But then you say that i don't get it
Back to back to back plays
Cause you know I'm from the trenches
I den had my heart broke
See I can't f*ck with you bitches
How you my mans
But you ain't never send no play
I cut my grass low
Cause I can't f*ck with no snake
I stayed down and stayed proud and I made a way
I'm going through some things
In my head I can't escape
I only f*ck with real
Hell no I can't f*ck with fake
9 the only nigga who was there everyday
Just be dragging in the booth
And both of us we got a jay
Feed the streets and that's bout it
It's nomore that's left to say
Wait til Rome come home
He know I got what it take
He said keep running up your numbers
Stay solid and never change
Once it's out there then it's out there
Put your all into the game
I know this shit be getting hard
But never fold to the fame
I do this for my family
Hell nah not a image
That picture talking money
Hell yeah I gotta get it
I den ran it up so much I'm chasing bread
Not chasing bitches
I tell my mother every time gone that I miss her
And I know it's right
What you know bout them cold nights
YCG we from the basement
Being higher than a kite
Had a phone call with slime it's getting hard
He couldn't write
Only switching through them lanes
To chase that bag
So it's alright
I was stuck I ain't gon lie
But then I found my ass some light
Still praying for my dawg
He in a cell and it's a fight
Had a baby boy and they act just alike
It's been a long 4 years
I know the bond still tight
By the time these niggas feel me
We be in a different life
Cause sometimes the real
Don't even take they own advice
And just know that I'm just being honest
I could do it twice
Still that gutter boy that wild child
That lil nigga Mike
( I do this for my family, hell nah not a image)
( That picture talking money)
(Hell yeah i gotta get it)
( I den ran it up so much I'm chasing bread not bitches)
Tell my mother every time
I'm gone that I miss her

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