RnB (feat. Mr. Fritz, Junr. Spacie & Tizy)

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Pride and joy of the Pan
Seen some struggles but I hustled and it made me a man
Used to pray for a chance
But I'm ready now, I'm taking a stand
Cause it's time to take my fate in my hands
It's the return of the Dollar Menunaire
All up in ya ears
Nothing but love for people that would follow through the years
Now I'm grown, I'm on my own, and losing all my fears
No more excuses I'm a lose it and do it for the cheers
This for any nigga that told me I should've gave up
Every nigga that hate us I'm aiming to be the greatest
No longer asking for favors, just focusing on my paper
Can't stomach it, give it time and I'll treat em like now or laters
I'm from... a neighborhood full of G's
And paper chasers body temperatures be thirty degrees
Cliche, every hood is the same
But stay low and keep ya foot in the game
It's how I did it
Say it because I lived it
Og status
In the era of the codeine rappers
F*ck who's next, just know we after
Stomach pains so you niggas know we at it
I'm the future like my boy's B Rabbit
Time to show and prove

Still scrubbing all my sneakers with a toothbrush
Still Henny over everything with two cups
Still the nigga with a rack up in my shoe box
Still a student of Biggie, Jay and Tupac

I done seen a lot of things, knew a lot of names
Done seen a lot of change, spit a lot of game
Trying to see the bigger picture through a lot of frames
The illest nigga, we are not the same

Where we from we learn the hard knocks of life
Don't let a moment pass by, we're alive
Each new day is no guarantee
Trust and believe
Step by step, it's about paving the way
When all is said and done I know I could say that I'm the
Realest nigga breathing
And I'll forget I'll always be the

Six five wanna take this shit to different heights
Blood sweat and tears aiming for a different life
I've made mistakes but ain't no point trying to dwell on it
Success equals revenge, I'm doing well on this
Beef is on my mind
Cheese is in my pocket
Gotta keep some shells cause niggas after the profit
A nigga had the sauce and my stock rose
While fake drug dealers get on records and talk O's (tacos)
F*ck giving them props fo
Pretending to get it, I'm really chasing it
Got this shit down to a T, I'm on some flagrant shit
Life ain't a bitch if you making the cake for it
So I'm putting on my Tims, shoutouts to Wake Forest
Ten Thousand hours, friends on them islands
Trying to stack up till I'm gone stiff and rotten
You know how the game goes, tracks I'll devour
Till I'm placed under flowers this whole rap game is ours

Where we from we learn the hard knocks of life
Don't let a moment pass by, we're alive
Each new day is no guarantee
Trust and believe
Step by step, it's about paving the way
When all is said and done I know I could say that I'm the
Realest nigga breathing
And I'll forget I'll always be the
Realest nigga breathing

I understand what happened to you in your past was rough
But you gotta look towards the future
Don't ever let the past dictate your future
Look at the future, don't even look at the past
The past is what should motivate you for you to be who you wanna be
And who you, you know, who... who... who, who's Fritz gonna be in the future?
You know what I mean?
You should use that past to build you up for this future moment

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