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I'm just tryna fight the fight I'm meant win Block the haters out They can't get in I'm bout to get a bag Give 10% Kill my flesh everyday No
lost him in my arms u couldn’t imagine Shhh god bless em, maybe I was welcomed I was 9 years old I held your thirty eight special, if this was
olive oils Company Flow fuck please Bitch put away the fucking piteous punchlines Blue Blockers break under the red light, belittled by my
watching I'll tell ya This ain't that watered down gas rappers selling This black as the oil I'm black as the soil I came from Why would I foil myself
Cultivated roots grown in basements Nurtured by 808 hits, and bass riffs Road to Vegas, fearing and loathing faded Culminating in my soul escaping,
Never call the plug talk wit em face to face Work came in wet man ats oil base snorters Hit an they say but they can't feel they face Dropped it
To a mum that has to buy a grave Try and send that silver To a prisoner that's riding eight A prisoner that's riding ten they ride On us we ride on them We
Just one dollar below 10K, that's the amount I'm flying with One more buck and the law comes out and they all want to know about why I'm rich I'm
like Cisco (Boi you built like Cisco!) You a body by biscuits, my body be givin fitness (Unhuh, unhuh) I'm over here busy building, you online in women's
tough as nails She el chapo im the squad gettin her out of jail Im a country with oil she the US military Fuck with us and you get buried My girl runs
tryna fight me Imma keep it G after I'm F-ing with my wifey Digging like its oil, but its business that I'm mining Then I hit the scene like i'm getting
a Polite Name For Ghetto as in Black Ghetto. Those of Us That Don't Live in the Ghetto are brought here usually by Television and usually when there are only
(M1onthebeat) (X10) Step outside, better lace them trainers up (lace them up) Bro walked in with a hollow, we should nickname him "Buck" (yuh)
And you can tell by now I got it goin' on See I wear my Adidas shoes real real tight Just so I can do my windmills right I'm fresh out the box, baby
havin a ball Sippin on cristall and all Chicks smile and all Yo' dealing wit fishkill and oil Ice on the wrist dial and all But nevertheless, boo
I had to do what I had to do 10,000 hours i had to do it Too much of anything's bad for you I run it up cuz I have to Didn't have a choice
to raise our children Not by force It's a trade Brining water to the poor And records full of base They have oil We have taste And more stole from the states
Not for fortune or fame but to eliminate the reign Chorus Hallelujah Hallelujah 4x River to river I’m flowing bigger to deliver Reach back into my
Cheque by cheque Just over broke Just over broke Just over broke Working that night shift I just wanna go home I just wanna go home I just wanna go
Cheque by cheque Just over broke Just over broke Just over broke Working that night shift I just wanna go home I just wanna go home I just wanna go
of my '86 Pontiac Afrodisiac, spanish fly in your drink By 10 o'clock at night I'll be fuckin you on the sink I can tell you're cummin by the way you
a vendetta Get Saddam by any means and make man chedda In 4 years you grow 600 million The bush family Oil tycoons They're worth billions You even pissed
paper is the life i know Keeping you on your toes be the life i chose By the time i'm gone i shall be cloned Not the regular type stories shall be told
if you can follow I keep a 8th every day, how could you not know My whip tacked out full of pot smoke First dibs when the California crop grow Sealed
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