| VERSE 1
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| He wasn’t born to privilege, but he was born to scrimmage, realised to this
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| world, there was more than image, knew to succeed, you must ignore your
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| critics, loved his music, but deplored the business, now, you can sell your
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| soul and get scores of riches, but in the end result, you’ll be torn and
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| twisted, lived to the fullest, thought he saw his limits, stayed on his
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| principles, was to hardcore to pivot, living to rhyme, but later driven to crime, so cool, most would of thought he aint sinned in his life,
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| things changed, at the blink of an eye, when he mentioned, ‘I just got to do
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| a thing for this guy' said, ‘I'm choked' looking at his kid, flat broke,
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| five years down the track, wish he hid, that dope, his pops always spoke
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| about not mixing with bad folk, now they pulled him from a river,
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| just to give him a tagged toe.
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| CHORUS
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| Rob for the money, steal for the money, man I got to get them dollar bills for
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| my honey, should I rob for the money, steal for the money, do deals for the
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| money, look, chill for me honey, should I rob for the money,
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| steal for the money, got to get them dollar bills, for my honey,
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| should I rob for the money, steal for the money, do deals for the money,
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| look, chill for me honey. |
| Life can be funny (it aint funny) bro that boy got
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| killed, killed for the …
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| VERSE 2
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| A once disciplined kid, became inflicted within, stricken with the sickness,
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| of living for friends, bad habits of drinking, didn’t pay dividends,
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| wife gave him the ultimatum, leave or make ends, meet, so for a while,
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| he lived in deceit, started making that money pile, without bringing receipts,
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| Mrs is all smiles, thinking its sweet, while his palms are sweaty,
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| heart skipping a beat, till a night, he got drunk and started wetting his beak,
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| dipped up in his mix, he aint slept in a week, a once strong figure,
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| got swept off his feet, said, ‘I'm in hot water', and I guess it was deep,
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| said now, ‘I'm probably safer in a cell than the street, a week later,
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| he knew how well he’d foreseen, selling to some D’s, then he gave up his team,
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| his crew found him, took his life just to pay for his deeds.
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| CHORUS
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| Rob for the money, steal for the money, man I got to get them dollar bills for
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| my honey, should I rob for the money, steal for the money, do deals for the
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| money, look, chill for me honey, should I rob for the money,
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| steal for the money, got to get them dollar bills, for my honey,
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| should I rob for the money, steal for the money, do deals for the money,
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| look, chill for me honey. |
| Life can be funny (it aint funny) bro that boy got
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| killed, killed for the …
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| BRIDGE
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| Everyday’s a trial we facing, pictures in my mind retracing. |
| X4
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| CHORUS |