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What's harsh in the beginning? I stop to get the winning
I hardly ever fit in, regardless I ain't giving, only giving my all
What's harsh in the beginning? I stop to get the winning
I hardly ever fit in, regardless I ain't giving, only giving my all
Yeah, never asked for much, but anytime they needed it I had the crutch
To weed the roll I passed the dutch, we feasted bowls of half and up
Cause we ain't have enough, and keeping quiet on a sleeper's diet wasn't adding up
Belly on a beast, what? Product of the street, what?
Risky came a re-what? csk why I don't sleep, what?
When all you got is crumbs, you can't afford to loaf around
My heavy hands still hold the crown, so hold me down until I leave, so I'm...
What's harsh in the beginning? I stop to get the winning
I hardly ever fit in, regardless I ain't giving, only giving my all
What's harsh in the beginning? I stop to get the winning
I hardly ever fit in, regardless I ain't giving, only giving my all