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It's so amazing
They be telling me be patient but i hate waiting
I been grinding so damn hard i need a vacation
The streets got ahold of me i just cant shake it
My og said you got a chance long as they state cases
I dont fuck with niggas i be by my lonely most the time
If i aint with my kids or one of my bitchs then im on the grind
If i aint on some trish or some quagon then im on some pie
One thing forsure about me is everyday im gone get high
That's for sho
Please don't call my phone for no credit, that's a no
Ten car chase got away, that's a pro
Fuck me and then fuck my bro, that's a hoe
Make it off the block to the burbs, that's the goal
And I'm almost there, bitch said I broke her heart, I almost cared
Believe me when I tell you life ain't always fair
Even when my moms was on that shit, she was always there
Even when it was shaqs on my feet, it was snacks for us to eat
Got attracted to the streets and started cracking off the weed
If I wake up and got no perks, my Rob and wack you for some pinks
Try to overcharge and find out exactly what I mean
You gon fuck around and find out They know im on they ass
They always be hiding out
They ain try me back then
And they ain trying now
Triple cross a nigga quick get Slimmed out
I knew a nigga who played with Fent and got rich
How you lay up with a bitch and you ain't got shit?
Or how you lay up with a bitch that ain't got shit?
When you start having motion, you got options, you get to pick
I got a choice, I can choose the bitch I want, which one badder?
The road-running bitch who turning tricks or the scammer?
Getting rich is what I'm after, who can make me money faster?
If I fuck and find out she ain't got no money, you can have her
If she bout her paper and I see her potential, she get pampered
If the price low, I don't care where you at, I'll come and grab em
Faking motion on the gram, man, you should've been an actor
I heard about you already, you can cut out the theatrics
You ain't really about that action, you ain't ready to shoot it out
You gon' die, you put your hands up, tryna duke it out
Tryna fist fight nowadays, boy you a clown
Squeeze the trigger one time and hold it, 32 come out
Me and emazon stay lit and we makin' hits in the basement