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honest
And by honest I mean what he really wants
He knows his families never seen the truth behind success
He knows his families use to living every moment

and always testing the limit
I was a soldier in the game yeah they called me Lieutenant
Certified green thumb
Counting cash, rolling blunts
Every beat I'm

Somewhere in the Hamptons these the fruits of my expansion
It took a plan of action fueled by unrelenting passion
To deliver you this product, in a glorious

money, get up out the MO

Let’s stick together baby we can grow



Girl, I fuck witchu

Yeah I really fuck witchu

So baby tell me what’s the move

Cause

niggas
Back against the wall I stood by myself
On my mama I'll never need no niggas help
When that pressure was on I watched you niggas fold
I can get it

hold me down, undertaker
(Yes Lord)
I ain't lookin back on the way up
I'm Far from sober don't wait up

(Yea)

Never been phased by a face card
I love it

nigga so i gotta put my pain on the mic
Your mother took me in and that love changed a nigga life
You know I’m bout whatever
And for you i would of fight

Delivered by Bacardi
The damn grand finale
Bar me – I reach my last form, that Chris Farley
Your ticker tape bicker couldn’t harm me
Check the wristband
Mind

patiently waitin, but now I'm livid
You've been skatin' on some frigid
Ice gettin' thinner by the minute
Better pay me, or I'll pay your ass a visit
I ain't

the vibe
Swervin thru traffic cuz I’m running out time
I secure the bag I ain’t worried bout the dimes
Yea you heard me
You can keep the change
When I leave

And I'm never moving iffy or itchy I'm doing shows

Gotta go, I really just gotta go
Made a bit of money now I'm bout to take it slow
Take it slow? Lay low

I’m on a roll
I’m on a roll now
I’m on a roll now
I’m on a roll now
You, can can catch me, when I’m on a roll
Shake me like dice, and I’m ready to go

Mischievous demon baby boy no way you can defeat us
Don't like me your girl does so I bang your chica
Cuz all day I dream about smashing, no Adidas
First

and yo ass getting toast
Yall hating on me but yall niggas reflect, Can't take the hate so yall niggas deflect
Fucking the game I'm not even erect, pussy

errday shit is really what it seems
Lately I been in my bag I been doing my own thing
Me and all my niggas always on the same page
At least that I can say

speak, please, get them on their knees
Bout to be knighted, sheesh, she just wants to appease
Done so much you won't believe
Lucifer tells me he agrees

just how you ride yeah
I’ll be right behind yea
I know where to find yea
Show me love
Let’s go, okay
Baby don't you worry bout the money and the cars

a boost
Run around with the honeys, now it's fuck with a truce
Steady lying on me how bout you tell me the truth
On the road, double it back
Cleaning

a goddess
Look like a million dollars
So you don’t got to worry bout the nonsense
Put money in your bank and not your wallet
And all that means is way bigger

it ring out

Primo time to grind money on my mind
Pass all these bitches to my guys 
Dont cross that thin line cuz I wont put it in no rhymes
We let

don't get no sleep, I'll be out too
Did I really dream if I didn't get some sleep
Was it really "we", if it was mostly me
If only we could only be,

If you (Hustle) if you (Hustle) if you (Hustle)
We wear what we want and we still look fly
No matter how little, bet we still get by
This for my niggas

basic chase blue faces
Daily, mornin to the mornin
Choppa on me do a facelift
Fix yo face, with all the muggin
Ain’t no stopping this by any means
I move

your easy money on the winner

When I harken back to those Illinois nights
When I would sing to the crickets 'bout the L.A. lights 
Well, it must be