Eyes on the Prize
BCDB Boom
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Black and white on the Tee on da back a V Only smoking hemps, Know them bitches filled with tree Only sippin Lipton nigga if we talkin tea Eyes on the prize on the grind that's the key Stay true to yourself and you'll win I guarantee Saying our shit trash But yo bitch disagree Boy You not a thug Wash yo face take off that ski Man you Niggas capped out ya'll going on a spree Black and red C.D.G.'s with the lil heart T.y. like listen do y'all hear this shit? it's art Got these Oro's on like a geek cause I'm smart The way I'm in her guts think she getting ripped apart Say she wanna travel Yeah she tryna take a flight If I hit it from the back I'm in it it all night Why yo future dull? When it could be something bright Why pick up a gun If you scared to even fight? How you do what's wrong But you claim to know what's right? The way I'm having motion you can call me brother wright Man this fit ain't nun I juss put on sum slight Yo tunnel finna end getting close to the light
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