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Who Put It Together

Turk

Raw and Uncut

2003

And make something out of nothing
Try to shake something
Got enough fetti on the strip for me to shake something

[ Chorus 4x: Turk ]
I hustle eight thousand

surrounded by green trees
Nobody gonna hear me
When I put you down deeply
Thinking about the pressure we put up in the north
We control the aboriginal men

Started off local, I'm all over Texas

I had to ball
I had to win
I never fold
I never bend
Go to mall
I like to spend
Forgive me Lord
For all of my sins

we made for this
We making hits
Wait on me you'll see what you gon miss

See what you gone miss never heard of me
Got the blood dripping like a murder

How you make a hunned thousand in a day?
You got a play, I got a play, I'm on the way
Time is money and I cannot play it safe
Try to draw me I'll be

Know they secretly hatin
I kno you want me 
But sorry you too basic
Just Keep it a buck 
Aye you ain't gotta fake it
Been hurt by the people I trust

I remember I was broke they ain’t fuck wit me 
We don’t need to shake up I don’t trust niggas 
Shout out to my day ones that all stuck with me 
If u

outside
Big homies see me slide a 10 or 5
Told me not to do the shit they did but I lied
Strap in my lap trying not to react
I thought I was just along for

and some different components (Different)
I'm 'bout to use 'em and make some more money (Make some more)
They went to school but that really ain't for me

where I stay
They say it's hood and it's ghetto, why they wanna come back?
But for us it's not back, it's getting back on track
And we just found out

Lil' nigga just tryna get the money
I ain't with all the talkin', I'm with my niggas, you know that we ballin
Like a coach, I set up the play, n****s

just let me know

Ever think about breaking my heart? Then baby girl, just let me go
Never fall out with my twin, especially not about no hoe
Ain't gotta

up like lent to me
All you super men is Clark Kent to me
No complaints for what I ain't got
I'm just working with what God sent to me
Had to turn up I

My anatomy is psychotic, there's an analogy
For my own ability to admire, appreciate, and show respect to me
They cherish, idolize, value, and treasure

feel a rip
She do it for tuition
The feeling and intention
A nigga like me in attendance
Red Light District
Depressed boy, just a sexy boy

Midnight,

get hit with the RICO
(Wit the Rico)
You might just get tipped by some people
You might just get tripped like a steeplechase
(Lord, Lord, Lord)
I mean I

the point
So I proceed to operate and believe
That Jesus really lived
He took the cross and died for me
So with that said
Why should I just play dead

the G spots an estate
For a spot diving in straight
I got goals you don't gotta plan
I'm on rolls and just man to man
You're starting to age you're not

rounds (Yeah)
I aint sign shi with no stupid shi (No)
They fucking with me when I'm in your town
Hop on a beat do it for the bounce
Hop in a coupe I be

act like you got money by the bands
With that Danny Welling code as your one and only flex, now
Listen close and tell me how you feel,
I could have

a universal notion
Life is just a battlefield
Open your heart for someone
Nothing is revealed

Fly away
You can leave it all behind you
I’m on my way to find

dawg, he went back for a robbery
I was drivin' he was sitting the shotty
We was hitting niggas up, in the truck
I just pray, he don't tell anybody
AI, cuz

fronting I'll try to look for you
Admittedly not very hard I kind of forgot how your face looks
Only got facebook, don't try to reach me
A camping sniper got

can see your glory
See your story
Thankful for those before me
Those before me
Vondo spazzing damn it not again
People say they hate me do my records