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Ten million views, twenty million played
I made mo money than my
Whole career in seven days
Let's get rich together
Then go our separate ways
My
for a minute, in the dark, I found some light
So just get dressed, but please don't rush it, just be ready by tonight
Cause these chances don't come
fuck yall when it comes to my life motherfucker gone buss,
Ugh,
I'm going day by day huslin, on my grown man shit,
Writing every day the pages of my book
to listen to my pocket cuz they empty like the dark
I was doubted by the family, I was doubted by the friends
I was told to get a studio, couldn't do by
Or a 1-800-stay-the-fuck-out-of-my-life
Then I wouldn't be down 3 by 3-6-5
Crunchin' all these numbers tryna figure out why I've
Wasted too much time on ya
Wasted too much money and mind
on by just a thread
Glad to live another day, ain't never gonna know what lies ahead
Gotta chase that bag so I can help the ones who support me through my
agent get monopoly money
We had the T&C jumping with that Normandy money
These niggas turning into rats you better keep that shit from me
I got that
prayed that god let me in cuz oh no
I'm killing rappers these days, these aint my high school days
This is my coming of age, this is my coming of me
So
capitalist bullshit
You get the gist, I'm an anarchist
I see cities, reduced to communities filled with trees
Governed by the peace and philosophy of anarchy
I'm glad our paths just came across
Just few days but she lit up my world
New Orleans girl, she's gat that sauce
You can tell even by the way she walks
thoughts on their mind
But she's betrayed by her eyes, and they're incapable of lies
But am I looking for something that I don't really need to find
Strong
Each and every day, true player way
I can't get her out of my mind
I think about the girl all the time
East side to the west side
Pushin' phat rides,
So lost in each other where did the time go
Tonight I might reconsider being Romeo
I want to get lost in your eyes
I want you right by my side
I want
the ground
I'll be able to get up
And climb up again
Even if I'm climbing forever
At least I know that I'm doing something
Fed up of days where I'm living for
they feeling
I been in this position
Since a young child in this bitch
Gotta come up get rich
I been having it walk in the mall
By what i want and ball
and leaning if I wasn't high
I'd leave these niggas choking and screaming
(Chorus - 2x)
Ooh child, things are gonna get easier
Ooh boy things will get brighter
couch, I'm 'bout to take the street route
And get my shit the gangsta way, 'cause I can't be no Steve Stoute
I'm too Nas for these niggas, I got
that time to waste
And I thought I told you to get these fuckin' bums out my face (aight?)
Lookin' at you in your grill, it might be nice to cut
Life pass you by like a car on the freeway
These days keep a noose hangin in my breezeway
Gotta get the bread, dough, cheese, cake
Bad with
For You
Is You Wit Me?(Well Let's Get It)
I got your back boy
[Chorus]
When were high(T.I.:From when its all good)
When were low(T.I.:To when
sow
Sneaky' niggas, so I stay by my lone
This shit get realer every day, hope you know
Hesitate, you might get left behind
I was high, every day
to come up
A steady battle through the days
Mamma think I'm wrong because I wanna get paid
The system ain't given T-mo a chance
22 on the loose
and anxiety overwhelming
Suicide on my mind as the days go by
You never fucking gave me time
I live a fantasy
Thoughts and the memories I’m forgetting
You was
to flood the banks
Lets all bless this day that the Lord has made
By going out here everyday and getting paid
I be on the hunt for that money huh
I get what
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