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Turning Stones

by AraabMuzik

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To all my dawgs, who got it they own way They say you can't get water from a stone But you can get money Let's go I'm stacking my land, they thought I'd be just a flash and a pen R.I.P. Weezy, that was my man I know some people who mad I ain't spend I know some people who mad I ain't in Sell, hell, half of my friends Mack is the rap that ain't happen for them, back in the trap and we at it again Back to this crack as a matter of fact I remember way back all I had was my pen Stuck in Canville with no motion appeal cause I pled to a deal and I had to turn in Had negativity blocking my wins, bad positions I got myself in I ain't get love, I sold my drugs Had to take every loss on a chin I had to fall, that's how you begin I had to get up, that's how you finish I ain't sit back and just chill in a minute, don't say a word, let them give you a stance I took them chances, nothing was given, stayed on my toes, stayed on my pivot They had me sitting way up by Ohio, Mom used to fly in and pull me for visits I gotta stay moving, how don't you get it Man, you saw the vision and said you was with it I wanna call you and tell you we did it But everything different I started with nothing, fresh out of prison To get to the chicken, I get to a pigeon You gonna find that if somebody hit it, the second it No matter the situation, focus And fight through it But when everybody else quits, that's when you won Stick to the plan, focus on product and stick to your brain Keep it 100, my hitter got jammed I know he's sick cause he sits in that van I know he's sick when he think about his fam I know he good cause he know he got me It's just another PWID, lawyer gon' snipe him for some way to beat Man, look at these charges, look how we eat, there ain't no sand on Kensington Beach, You don't even know I been on probation, parole more than I been on my feet The second you thinking you cool, is the second they turn up the heat Look from afar, don't be in the wrong person car, you won't make it off of the street Shit isn't sweet, I just been laying in stack I just been dropping, collecting the bread in the bag Gone for so long, I gotta have lots going on to make up for the past You say you trying to make your money last I say I'm trying to make my money fast I buy a brick with a property bag, double up, quick, get the property back Labels say, nah, they ain't off for a bag, they didn't see the potential I had to get it myself, now they just see my credentials Strength deep in my mental, I wrote my way out of murder zone Burn a army with a burner phone, we was out there really turning stones

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