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Let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's go
Turn

Fill up the car, let's go (let's go, let's go)
Bro go the real way,
her my wood, and she called it a lance
Putting in work, you can tell by the stance
No I ain't stopping not even for cramps
Breaking her back, now she
Baby don't do this to me
Right now I ain't in the mood
I been getting to this money all day mind focused on the bag I ain't even have food
I been
young nigga the game (oh, Leapfrog)
Nigga tried to play me I'm so motherfucking pissed off
That ain't work you working foo'
Working so hard I need some
food on my plate Had me feel like rookie
Working like drake and we do it on the weekend
Been working hard got no time for no sleeping
Came a long way
I'm a broke boy broke boy
I ain't boutta lie to you
Used to work at sonic food fryer
Boutta make it out
Broke boy broke boy
Checking is fried too
to almighty we good
And if u go vibe for d west syd
I tell em go meet soundz from the woodz
Nd i dy work for d midnight
So for morning I no go beg for food
I
as real as it get & you knowing that shit
Who keep it cold that’s better than chill
My niggas like jada they fire at will
I love how she work 
Her sex
communities
And it's moving me unusually to a different direction
A section that's real and that will never kill my reflection
And life's a blessing but it's
I'll stay out
No food at home red dragon take out

I don't say a word, I don't say a word
Nah I don't say a word, I don't say a word
I just hope it work
the verse is ready
Not a how do I feel, not a how do I deal
If that's life, then nigga, how is it real?
These last couple of days I've been speaking to my
real ain't gon ever change

Another day another struggle in the hood
Might get cheffed up while you
Out looking for food (food)
Gotta hustle I wish
on a nigga, wait (loyalty, loyalty)
Yeah, real nigga, I put the fam first, uh
Dug out that gutter, nigga, hands hurt
When I get rich then we get rich, make
important who cares
You can work at fast food
While you save for CSU
You can wear the same shoes
Life is not about material things
You don't flex on the gram
to the face niggas be acting like hoes i treat em like children n takin the food out they plate treating the booth like a therapy session i fuck around let that
really puttin' in work, you don't really wanna get no guap
Swervin' down the interstate, lookin' for a play so I can put food on my dinner plate
That bitch
a drive-in movie
You fuck me, you screw me
You turn tricks, you suck dick
And the thought of food makes you sick
Makes me SICK!

1,2,3,4
Let me hear you scream
All day say man gats work o
Remember when papa used to scold me
Didn't know he had been on this journey
Work hard and do not fumble
No food for lazy man
mi mind anytime oo
Cox I be ghetto boy from the street 
A real Ghetto boy no accept defeat woh
I'm Finna put food on this plate 
For my lil sisters
(You're as cold as ice)
I still got that real world charm, nigga
Be alarmed
Body armor on, warmer in my palm (NYC)
Where you get the storm before the calm
pum (gather round the mistletoe real quick)
I have no gifts to bring, pa rum pum pum pum
(He he matter fact let's gather round the fireplace while we
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out, let it all work out
Let it all work out
let's sing on the streets cause

GMOs aren't safe, they really deplete us
Stop saying GMOs are okay, lawmakers, it's time to meet us
Real food is great,
the sea, it's
real I'm really tryna party right, life of the
party boy I never leave the party life, melanin girl

Make me love you when they carry lights

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