| Tell me what a nigga know about a hard grind
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| I’m the bottom with the bottle full of hard times
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| Really round in the darkest nights
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| To put the killer forward for the 4, shine your light
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| I know what I do wrong, but right now
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| my circumstances, they ain’t telling me I should do right
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| I got no regard for the law, man
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| So I don’t really care if they saw me
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| Rob that man, I’m that man, running with the pom pom on my hand
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| I’m desperate clearly affected, feeling neglected
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| Thug living get hectic so gimme the respect
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| Or don’t be another tech on the tech list
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| Living life so reckless chasing the tech till I’m breathless!
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| My grind versus mentality treacherous
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| Don’t think that I have a gift to retire
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| I’m a guy, another rider
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| Ghetto survivor!
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| It’s in my blood, dawg, I was born to struggle
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| Fuck all y’all beware my hustle!
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| you really better recognise…
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| .I really don’t care if I die, tryna survive in this game!
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| Took pride that I am still alive
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| I’ve been waiting for direction, but I still which way to go
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| And I’ve been practicing perfection, but it’s not…
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| I need another reason to see another season
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| Cause everything you’re teaching is nothing I’m believing
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| Till I’m wrong, and I’m gone, I’m gone!
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| Look
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| I can’t sleep, my thoughts are haunting
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| Funny dreams, I vision me being deceased
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| And it causing torment
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| On my knees, begging please, let me see the morning
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| And bless me, the death screams, and I hearing it calling
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| Pain rains over there, but over here its pouring
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| My mind state is unclear, and I’m not used to talking
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| Brothers couldn’t walk in the shoes I walk in
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| To live for my daughters, is most important.
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| I’m most ignorant, close to hope, ignoring
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| A open story, life is closing for me!
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| So I gotta find a way to meet my saving glory
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| His coming home, and I wanna be here, waiting for him!
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| So I pray before him, praise, I’m thankful for him
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| My life on the roads been my anchor for him
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| I feel the anger forming, clouds and thunder storming
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| Its bone thugs and me cuz send the streets a warning
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| I’ve been waiting for direction, but I still which way to go
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| And I’ve been practicing perfection, but it’s not…
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| I need another reason to see another season
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| Cause everything you’re teaching is nothing I’m believing
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| Till I’m wrong, and I’m gone, I’m gone! |