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bread that we wanting
Me and nina keeping 'em jumping
And we won't stop till we get to the top
You in the way then we midwest chop ya!

Should've

know a lot of famous fucks
All I gotta do is call and say, what's up
All your shit, your pants, I'm busy working, make a buck
Steve Jessup or Snap,

Az the World Turnz

Raekwon

Heist of the Century

1998

checks
Plus marketing the drugs, equal mad respect
I gotta get mine, blast mad nines on a regular
Fake competitor or player, I mean this maker

[la

they’re homeless and poor and it’s a complete shame
Every song on the radio is all about the mood
Partying and sex, what somebody gotta do
To get some

Along with conscience
Effort to better yourself
Thoughts get caught up in the mix
And now you spreading yourself
Too thin
What's the last thing you did

Glizzy on me with the fucking ladder
Go get his ass
When bullets flying they aint got no name you better back back
I was taught to up it buck it put em in

Them other hoes get know pass
It's us versus the world and back baby
Ooh baby, I know you fuck with me
By the way you love on me
I know you fuck with me

the stuff of This world

But the gift of true life
Only found on the cross

Haters be hating
Right along with that Satan

But I'm not a victim
Enough is

bout dat
Keep it up G but ima live without dat
Flipping my words like an acrobat
Love me or hate me this shit is insane
Ima get Litty like I am laflame

the mess you left. 

Another unpaid debt and now you're choking. 

And now sometimes I tell myself 

I'm just alive and I'll get by, without any help! 

So I

[Chorus]

We 'bout to roll to the corner me and my crew

We 'bout to roll to the corner and get us some brew

We 'bout to roll to the corner and get

I'm tryna get me some guap
Run it up till I get to the top
On a mission so no I can't stop
Gotta dip you not seeing my plot
No you not comprehending

that I can bring ya
If you can't take the heat get yo' ass out the kitchen
We're on a mission
Come along and ride on a fantastic voyage
Slide slide

my patience
Fighting legions, yeah
Running from satan
You were an angel to me
Like sent from God
Now it's hard for me to believe
That you are gone
Even

the backyard/imma soldier/ call me sarge
if my aunt Rebecca put up her house/ imma be back ta hunting about
we gotta bogard the day/ get that pay day/ Walmart no

through life like a chess piece
Yeah
Just to get along
Yeah
Feel me
Yeah
So special
Life caught up in smoke, I will keep fighting
They can't take anything

the bitch back right
She on my dick like a crackpipe
Kick her out thats the fast life

Hook

Been a buck from the beginning
Niggas hate me cause im winning

on the beat
Let's go to the yo nigga I gotta eat
We gone get to a milli I put that on me
OTF just the family
Not a day go by without me seeing money
Gave my

earned
You wanna get it, but you ain't gonna do nothing
By sitting there, you gotta get up
You know what I'm saying
And get yours, cause it's yours, you

t with a red dragon fitted
I guess that's as much living as I've been given
Came along way from hand me downs from my cousin every thanks given
My son's

things get better but they never do
As long as I'm without you I'll never
Look at nature the same way again
Ocean always gives me a sad grin
Oh can't you

me with different
I'm set apart from this evil this infamous
Devil will thrive on your ignorance
You gotta study to war through this wickedness
I pray

like I'm high up off your soul
Got me lifted

Need you to just ride for
Thru the dark times
And the sunshine
With me
Right there by my side
Stay down

to ride, just Wanna make You mine, gotta push it, get it through, And I can't even lie, don't know if I can live without
You, but I gotta make it try, try