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when they talking to you, you just be like.... you already know what come with that shit

Live by the gun my nigga & you might die by it he was tryna get

Every time I reminisce she remind me of my sins

I just have to give it time
Smoke a thousand blunts just to unwind
I been trying hard just to get by

so short
Why does it feel like that
Yeah it's true to me, it feels that bad
There's a heaven but it's nothing if you turn your back
I will die rich

it all figured
Get rich
Die trying
Sickness
In my life
Need to say goodbye
Need to pay that fine
But I am the fee

Need to say goodbye
Need to pay

game sewed up from here to Singapore
I don't rock designer, this my homie shit
They don't like niggas, rather get my homie rich
Uh, I think I found my

I ain't got no cordial energy for bitches I don't like
She ain't chasing after something then she probably ain't my type
If I die it's for

was followed by prosperity
Peeping the signs
Won't be a victim of my tendencies
Trying to survive
Lately it weighs on my mind heavily
I'm living a life

talking tough, no bluffs
Reaching greater heights to get my money up
Can't just stop at being rich, go aspire for wealth
Formerly enamored by female

fall that’s how they catch a body, 

Drogas en el sistemas siempre que no me siento estable,
Get rich or die trying, hasta alcanzar lo inalcanzable,
Mi

keep that blicky by my bedside
I wanna know how it feel to give self-love a test drive (right?)
Maybe that's why lately I've been trying to live my best

these police sick of us
We selling pounds off the Popsicle trucks
Said a hundred bricks by the mail box
Tell UPS to come pick it up
Got 50 bands in

think y'all could out spit me
I got fifty thousand dollars says you couldn't smoke a chimney
Come get me just try tempt me, my nine's empty
I don't need

me for being me but only God forgives
(What you saying)
I'm from a city where the angels die
Hurricane season is usually when the angels cry
No one

Yeah
I'm back in my mode
It's 8:50, February 18th my Goddaughter's birthday
Yeah
I'm in the living room nigga
Ducking the critics and all

They shoot from far where I die to score cause they don't need one
Of course I'm playing for my team, I gotta lead one
If that's the way it's gotta be,

always love for HundoP
Nigga want smoke boy don't bring a knife I keep that fye with me
Got hittas that slide bout' me boy your ass gon die bout' trying me

Oooooh!
Damn this beat is nasty! Gotta do this shit justice!
Hope I don't die before I'm 27
It seems like that's been happening a lot lately

Death

and spaceships
Let's face it
My simulation's been penetrated
by ancient vibrations
sparking internal changes
Translation; I'm elevated
Spark it get hella faded

light where he die we pull up get his candle lit
Sun down we ride like we working the night shift
How you sell yo soul and aint got shit
Did it for

let a lil shawty go fuck up my mental
Recording in red room, I work with my dentals
Trying my best not to get in the system
You counting your blessings

Redemption

AZ

Legal Hustle

2004

seen niggaz get bitch slapped and ran
Word to yam a few got rich and swam
while I was sunk with they G packs trying to pump
It's over, no closure cars

Just a little bit different 


Nigga
Out here
Working 
Just to get
His money up
They want me to switch 
But I don't 
Give a fuck
Held em all down
Will

I gotta get up
I gotta get going
I gotta chase this bag
Capitalistic market
Society is trash
Trying to suck off about
45 corporate dick
Working

Tactical tortoise shed no hair
Loop laces finish lines
Can't kick it how I kick
Our hearts different EKG the signs
Monitoring niggas disposition on get rich