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A couple niggas on parole
Hustling by the sto'
I'm telling that ain't the way to go
Play your role
But you don't hear me though
This what I'm living fo'

me askin what I'm doin
NUN YA
Coolin by myself or in the stu gettin these
BIG BUCKS
Giannis in the paint I know I'm green
IM UP IM UP IM UP
If it's up

bitch tried to play me got my glock and then I merked shit (Yeah, Yeah, Yeah)
I'm like ace I rock your girlfriend by the way I'm working
Tried to act like

We should be unified by the pride that we have in asses
Big or small, it could be a one or a ten or a three
Everyone can agree that
We are all but men

Back at it like a crack addict
Told shorty I’m a stack addict

I’m drinking Henny our the bottle light a spliff with it
I’m flipping bricks up

big glock she got fucked by the gunshot It hurts so good but it feels so right and my whole life was goddamn fight On that one with my armor on hold her

to hustle, grind with the music
How about a penny for my thoughts
Times that by a hundred thousand
Screaming roaring crowds in
Heart pounding
Feel like a beast

like a dog
And every skill I got
Wasn't developed by no god
Hard sweat dry blood hard days grind
Or maybe god listening to my words
From time to time
But

X gotta get it by any means
I asked God what's next but it's really on me
Did a 100k last year but I'm just now getting on my feet
I step
To the drum

Dunger
So I stay away from the boys
Puffin' on that stogie
When I hit it from behind
While I'm jackin it to Poki
I love feeling it grind
Call me

let it flow find out whats hitting
But stick to your side, for the cause we gon ride
And you can tell we gon win by the look in our eyes
Hunger and pain

eat repeats on a daily
Hunger be something we no go fit fake it
Tell all my bros I swear we go make it
Still on our grind we no go fit stop it ahh

It's not too damn easy to live by your own man
Try to cash in the dead town people here are dumb man
Rich dude car bonk then girls gonna bonk back
I

much stress and anxiety
In this wicked society
Run like squirrel in a wheel
From 9 to 5 with a big zeal

No time to sleep, no time for rest, constantly

stacks, go to cop, made our way by 10
Armed robbery with blood on the seat of that benz
Went away in the wind
What you could've, could've been
Just another

it, my bitch say that my dick stank
And how can i get sucky sucky when i got a fish taint
I need that lovey lovey on our big day.
Momma raised a bitch

feel (what you feel)
This folks can't tell what is real and fake
blinded by money and bitches,
but non gat what it takes (but non gat what it takes

where you at, product of my environment
Don't plan on retiring anytime soon
Big dreams on my mind in a tiny-ass room

Get the weight and keep it movin',

on my side for that legal shit
Oh yeah, y'all ain't gettin' by without them documents
So you better show me proof bout what you talkin' bout, cause I

ain't wasting no time or
The Jungle And Field
Big recognition without me a deal
That feeling you chase
Of face's we making
Adrenaline pumping
AgGression

you now man I'm never going down
Straight hustle and grind man I'm grinding for the pounds 
Our relationship goes up but sometimes it goes down 

But we

seen my uncle get hit it was complete tears
I been on my hustle on my grind trying ball like I’m Kobe
Know my brothers got my back but I can rock by my

several times
And couldn't get a get well card
They said retail don't care about your tail
Better sell our customers that fairytale
Oh you're sick
We wish

on our shit sit
With the crew getting faded
Real niggas by my side never hated
Every night we celebrate like we made it
Every nigga around me is tryna be