Life Story (feat. DNic3)

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I'm tryna see just where your head at once they leave, then it's done, ain't no
Coming back hard days, I had enough, I'm not going back
Yeah headache and shawty got me taking meds
I want my money and I need it now, a lot I'm tryna have so much I lose count, I'm up
It's kinda hard for me to look down, stay solid but nowadays, that don't really matter
Old heads say I be smoking dope, shit I seen the most
Gotta keep a low profile, niggas did me so foul speak up on my name, but can't take care
Of yo' child It speaks volumes, turn up the speaker volume
I be going crazy, crazy, damn, I need asylum I just be preaching knowledge, all adults
Said when we finish school, we needed college well, if I'm being honest, f*ck that shit
I was a scholar turned a hustler Niggas went from selling dreams to buying drugs
Customers, I can't get no humbler as of late, I stumbled up on how to make a
Million Dollars stacked so high that you gotta raise
The ceilings damn, you ever seen that shit
If you never fucked with me, you better mean that shit
You letting dirty souls control your life, clean that shit
She take money out your pockets, you don't need that bitch
Dirty Daniel said the snakes around, he need that glick
Told him that we gon' make it but prepare for the hatred
I got a future mindset, I've been aware of the matrix
And it's crazy, I'm a legend, sitting rare in the making
I've been climbing to the top, all these stairs, I've been taking
I've been on the paper route, all these bands, I've been chasing
Gotta do it for the fam, I'm a man in the making
I ain't planning no vacation, I got some money waiting
Look, I'm trying to see just where your head at
Once they leave, then it's done, ain't no coming back
Hard days, I had enough, I'm not going back, yeah
Headache and shawty got me taking meds
Shit, I told you my life story, shit
It ain't much that you can do for me
If I got it, then you got it, we don't need nobody
Flying private life, private, that's just how I like it, shit
Lately, my good days been bad days
Thought of making a mill in like a million ways
Shit, salute the Dirty Flat, way back to mud days
Struggle brothers, only right we get paid, yeah, yeah
I want my money and I need it now, a lot
I'm trying to have so much, I lose count, I'm up
It's kinda hard for me to look down, stay solid
But nowadays, that don't really matter, shit
That don't really matter, shit
That don't really matter, shit, shit
That don't really matter at all, at all, shit

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