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(Chorus)

I'm just a Hustla from C-Town

And my life's been turned around

'Cause we're Mo Thuggin', Mo Thuggin

We're Mo Thuggin, Mo Thuggin'

[Boogy Nikke]

anymore
I got red dots and head shots

Yeah just hit up Quadeca, sent him this beat
Now there's no stopping us
Breaking the scene
Word to my brothers

brother.
You were supposed to get an abortion.
I'm just saying there'll never be a day you regret it.
My n*gga gone can't raise his.
Treat my mama like my

friends you avoid[01:55.29]And you start to question whether it's even worth it[01:57.26]Just to stay employed by some money hungry CEO[01:59.87]Like it's

on cookie,
Counting up doe with my ice 
No Ben and Jerry 
You play with me you’re playing with your life
Trust me I’m deadly

Got old friends I wanna murder

Yeah
Sweet Thing
Yeah
A kid from the village
Yeah

Been away for a while but now I'm here again
And you could ask your friends, I'd prolly be the man

deny that
Told her "meet me by the spot where all the food and lights at"
Slapped her skinny boyfriend and it sounded like a hi-hat
I'm just playing; I

and thank you Wes
I’ve had friends in the past but you guys are the best
No matter how much shit, always stuck by my side
Through the mud, through the egg,

Live
A long life, longevity has its place (storm cloud rising)
I just want to do God's will (let's go home)
And he's allowed me to go up

it’s just you and you
Brodie trust me we gon' run it up and I’ll take care of you
I told my brother don't you worry I ain’t leaving
Cause, I know how it

Fucked off more money than they ever gone make
Now they disrespecting Legends. Whoa is me
I aint smoked in bout year while they just want to roll in peace

you ever witnessed was on Menace ll Society
Try to sound deep and got masses fooled by your lack of rhythm
I elevate while you perpetuate your

hoe card (Bitch)
Lost cause, I be feeling so hopeless
Just popped me a addy, i'm feeling so focused
Oooh, I hope they don't notice
She so nasty, go down

don stand for the gate
Cuz you ain't got what it takes
Me I just wan dey (hey)
Get the bag on a low
This the life that I chose
I pray I grind and I grow

pockets,
No need for no friends, it’s just me and my family,
Eating really good, I don’t mean to brag about it,
Ain’t showing my profit, I keep that

hoes get the most, not the lesser
Pringlez so hard , don't need a Enzyte
Young nigga pimping like dolomite
Gun Hill road by the deli and im rolling dice

dad so much and he just wasn't there
You ain't ever
You ain't ever, you ain't ever
I been tryna numb the pain, but I ain't ever getting better
Tryna

away from his mother
His sister his significant other and all his friends
When all a brother trying to do is find his way to some ends
Mind your own

where I love
I gotta fly when I run
I'm the one, chosen

Passed Go
Spook by the door
Last low was last low
I get more
True core is power from your source

die an old man
I might be one of those wise old men who live all by themselves and die alone
I feel so bad and I am crying
Guess I am just negative

as self-care, I guess
Taking notes and keeping it in my pocket
For safekeeping, just in case you forgot shit
Read you your wrongs from bottom to top, man
You

And kept going out the other side
All my friends and I
Ask Juniper, “Why not try?”
But she don't need chemicals to make her see
Just a good hard fight

a better father
A better uncle, a better brother
Let's take it further
A better person, a better friend, a better man
A better artist to paint yours and my

Light up another they try play me sucka
Brodie gon' thump em; he came with the thumper
Got different Mothers, but that still my brother
If they pull