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i'd like to take this time to say... |
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that the years we seen are passing... |
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after trying years, sometimes full of tears |
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there's isn't a time we change our minds... |
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uh! |
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i said, i gotta keep my head above water |
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i've been going hard, gotta go a little water |
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i've been thinking smart, gotta think a little smarter |
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all i know is hustle, get that shit regardless |
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i said, i gotta keep my head above water |
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catch me in the kitchen, i be whippin' with the water |
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family over niggas |
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blood thicker than water |
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all i know is hustle, get that shit regardless |
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uh! |
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real hustler, i'ma get that shit regardless |
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i will not starve, bitch! |
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work hard my palms itch! |
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i seen some garbage that fucked up my conscience |
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niggas, they talk shit, but these niggas harmless |
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i'm fresh up out that field |
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i swear this shit is real |
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i, run up in the bank, like bump for the bills |
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remember as a kid, wasn't shit up in the fridge |
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rob you for your ends |
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i don't regret the shit i did |
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made it out that struggle, |
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blame it on the hustle |
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bet it all done doubled |
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don't fuck with me, then fuck you! |
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nigga, i don't trust you! |
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momma good, i love you! |
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r.i.p my soldiers, |
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i swear i do this for you! |
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in the kitchen, i'm a chemist |
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with the water, i be whippin' |
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and these youngins', they be snitchin' |
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if you start it, i'ma finish |
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went hard from the beginning |
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i think that i'm the realest |
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i'm tryna make a killing |
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these hustlers gotta feel it! |
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hustle is in my blood |
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money, cars, drugs |
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post up with my thugs |
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do this for the love |
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nickels, dimes and dubs |
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to the streets i lost my cuz! |
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feel like i don't give a fuck! |
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sometimes i need a hug, |
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but i'm all alone |
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bibby stay strong! |
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these niggas want me gone |
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i'm gripping on that chrome |
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these bitches know i'm on, |
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that's why they hit my phone |
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and i'm in my zone! |
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bitch, just leave me alone! |