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was hustling in front of that called the police on Me when I was just trying to make some money to feed my daughter And all the niggas in
Madden when I got up (Mar-a-ju-on na is everywhere Where was you brought up?) Don'tcha know Spose flows everyday In his life with no grill, no bills I
So don't judge me I got bigger dreams Way up out this country Cause we living in a world that scares you about the other side But sucks like a leech
other out Picked her up in Carson, we don't fuck with Ben Carson VVS on glow, better resurrect your soul Work them hips, stir them grits Country
(Lies) I've never told a lie in my life (right) White privilege don't exist And Bill O'Reilly ain't white All people are equal and we all have
house my bills, These fuckers know the deal, Cause they're all paid by me (tell me T) I got my own money, and I Ain't looking for no footballers So if you
the system i live in momma done raised a lil soldier fighting like tyson you stuck in a corner still with no bills that are orange blue and red, only pills in
In a music field you got people who really Are into the occult and into Satan And then you got some Who probably playing games But no matter how you
Tony sang that part? And then back to L.A. where I found a place in the hills Recorded some songs and that was such a thrill There was this country
They all up in my business Say I cause trouble, but I just want riches Shit got real when I got nothing for Christmas I'm gonna fight the system,
the phone bill, sorry missed your call Student loans on my ass Stupid hoes in my past What they both got in common is they both still attached to my name They
[Chorus - 2x] My life is sweet You could tell by the Benz and the Beamers and the Jeeps Big wheels, big grills make them say oooh-weee Custom made
Well I work all week, the wife does too She get's a perm, I buy a brew We stock the fridge and pay the bills We don't get too many frills But we
last breath hug yo mooma hug yo father nigga hug yo seelf we kept it real in the field whats up dolla bill I had dream we was smokin cous up on the hill
“I'm No Hank Williams” by Corey Smith from the CD “Hard-Headed Fool” I got a foot in the door, and one in the rain I'm standing on the threshold
Newton And Bobby Seale, a few of us rotten still We built this country off blood and sweat Tear drops and pick cotton in mud we step Momma Harriet
So many places that I want to see So many countries where I want to go Will I make it? I don't really know But Lord knows I'm working for it Shit
the music back y'all, Think back dig in the crates Wiping dust off of tapes CD's skipping cause of lil scrapes Give you a hot 16 and the hook be a 8 Diss
eve I miss the us where we were both excited You could tell by the Verizon bill we'd talk all night and never sleep This is the part you say Wait,
Christmas gifts Before Tiger had mistresses We're at Wal-Mart, we hate Wall Street As far as being in debt, we're balls deep Collectors call me, fucking all
There's something wrong and it's our government. Is this the way that it has always been. We're being led by used car lot salesman. But what
just a pretty thing, To me you're her's to lose. I'm already halfway in and you don't have a clue. Better not pout, better not cry. I'm telling,
to that sky-high mother I'm back in Trastevere dancing the seven hills Cutting my brother's neck grabbing the dollar bills The day the cowboy cried
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