| Anything lost can be found again
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| Except time wasted
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| A vision without action
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| Is merely a dream
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| Action is the pride
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| It the hustle
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| It’s the persistence
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| In a car while roaming around
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| All my thoughts been roaming around
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| Where I come from like a hole in the ground
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| Silly me still holdin it down
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| Every car pass by with the music real loud
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| While they bumpin roamin around
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| Tellieen me to make a hit but I really don’t get
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| While they walk I’m roaming around
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| Out my window
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| I see everything I dream about and wish I had
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| (Retawdid I’m retawdid)
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| Out my window
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| I see everything I dream about and wish I had
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| Hustle hustle hustle clock is ticking ain’t no time to kick it
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| Nothing come from sleeping but a dream
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| Hustle hustle hustle gotta get it
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| On my true religion
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| Nothing come from sleeping but a dream
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| Light skinned and I fight good just like muhhamed Ali
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| (Gates) jab nasty hook good just like muhhamed Ali
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| Rollin bands in my pants talkin cash I’m a smash hold up
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| Out the streets stay in the streets all I could do is be me
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| With flo rider nothing in common I’m not a B.O.B
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| Hustle hard and I’m hands on I’m a good guy that can transform
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| Did time I ain’t ask for
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| Still sendin mail through the hatch form
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| Different city within the city
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| More over product then an antfarm
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| L-l-l-look, don’t try this at home
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| I be loaded actin at condos
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| Product of a broken home
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| Pray but I just hope that I don’t choke what I’m smokin on
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| Potent, ocean-grown, no cologne I just roll
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| Two time convicted felon dumb shit get at me
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| Yeah it’s Luca brasi right here talkin bitch you know I got them racks
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| I’m a shooter with a shooter I ain’t never pay for that
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| Young money wanna sign me, my rap jacket too violent
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| Bread winner, 100it gang that’s dreco and mysie |