| My life a movie
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| Straight action, and non fiction
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| I’m like a doctor
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| I fill up all your prescriptnions
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| This is real
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| No actor, but I’m still tipping
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| And my mind on the money
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| So you know I gotta get it
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| A grinder came from nothing
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| Just watching my mamma get it
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| Devine to become something
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| Just didn’t know when I get it
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| So I stayed prayed up
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| And told mamma Imma go get it
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| She say her baby boy wild
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| But one thing he’s about his business
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| Plus I live my life like fresh
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| So no snoopers up in my digits
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| Gotta put that bag up
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| For a rainy day, bitch you tripping
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| Fuck trying stuff for them hoe
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| Cause they wretched like what I’m living
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| I just want to make the music
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| And let the world see my vision
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| That pussy got my dog on the funny style, I won’t kill him
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| Nah am in this world alone
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| Just me, myself and Big Puss
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| Now his spirit living through me ye
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| Doing this for my nigga
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| Treat me like royalty
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| Cause I’m posting up on you nigga
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| Lil nigga you gotta stack your money
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| Or save a penny
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| Never know when you gonna see a rainy day
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| Boosie told me boss up
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| Every time you get on the mike you gotta go hard, period
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| You can’t let up
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| Boosie told me boss up
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| Jay Day, Jay Day, boss up, Jay Day, boss up
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| Boosie told me boss up
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| Jay Day, Jay Day, boss up, Jay Day, boss up, boss up, Lil Jay Day
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| This ain’t no okie
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| The poster in front of the corner store
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| Lil niggas drug hustle but coming up I was wanted most
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| Ran with the old, but niggas my age my strongest though
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| My name started ringing
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| That niggas won’t be my homies, no
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| Way before this rap shit
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| It was just me being bold n smoke
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| Past the trap without a pack
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| Causing hell everywhere we go
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| Hooked up with the boss man
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| He felt my dream and he sell his gold
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| Not knowing where we going
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| But he clever, so he already know
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| His right hand in it
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| Telling them Lil Jay go blow
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| Lil nigga, big pistol
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| His image lived, he got that flow
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| Lets drop a bag on him
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| Keep working and see how far it go
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| The sky’s the limit
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| The Solar System yes I must go
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| No pressure on my shoulder
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| But niggas, haters already know
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| I’m working on them tracks
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| And let back to back that’s how it go
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| Jay Day keep that Ak
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| That nigga smoked you ain’t never know
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| Bless me with a loyalty
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| Stamped 10K from my neck to glow
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| The whole team shining
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| A movement bigger than belly though
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| No fuck ups or formers cause niggas we getting heller though
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| Posted in the projects
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| Right post that track with that folder on me
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| Young thug niggas
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| Only young thugs want me
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| Boss up
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| Jay day |