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We’re young,
We are associated…
(Yo, 
If you here for business and you’re working on some shit,
I apologize).
Too youthful,
Too

suffocating and still hurting 
I’m still working even though unemployment’s certain 

Chorus:
Yeah I’m feeling fly though,
Come in through the side door

Ahh
You putting grabba in the?
In the joint
Oh ight just checking
Through thick and thin I stay ocky
Intelligent women stay on my body
Just for my

take the gold
We can't win the race, if we don't know where we're going
I can't take these lazy members of the group making us slow
Roll another joint

bookshelf a usual placement
Only labels I'm working with - are located in Visual Basic
Basically I've got the power, point made, you can take my Word for it

of them broke
Later we looked under our car
We pulled out some paint balls and books
The girl working at a fast food joint was upset that I wasn't getting

stripping joint
You know she gon' put that work in
Been twerking, all the night
Been working, all the day
And now she got them panties up
She earn her shit

this group message to all of them brods, Entrepreneurs "We Made It"
"Kinda makes me ponder why soo many people are struggling working hard for money"

a world anew
A group of people who loved me and almost certainly knew
What I was working to do, understood the way that I think
Unlike my other adventures

Cause your not working no more 
I hear a beat 
I start sleighing that joint
Like I'm Rudolph and Em
You ain't seen that before 
I got it popping like

I've been Boggled down man 
I got a couple of crews that I'm working on this Shit here any kind of put me behind a little bit 
I know I was supposed

tourist staying in groups
Everything going up cos their okay getting duped
Still, we push on hungry with hope
Killing ourselves to keep this country afloat

always reliable
His quality is undeniable
I'm the only one in my group who's rolling viable
Marijuana straight outta tijuana
Hotboxing the room it's

loading the macs
Have it on me with no sympathy
Yea i'll make you bleed
Me and Solo balling this our calling
If a group of dudes be pulling up on us
1 by 1

grill niggas, spit a barbecue
Committing drive-bys out a grey Coupe
When I start drowning rappers, dawg
It ain't cute
Till every person in they group
Turn

style
Your girl ain't got no style

Internet gross exaggerations of the
Truth is often stranger
Than the fiction novel idea think groups
Shoot from