| Cheers to my people tryna make due
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| Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
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| Let’s get it
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| Yeah, cheers to my people tryna make due
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| Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
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| Let’s go
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| Uh, I put that last buck on lotto win, I didn’t hit a lick
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| I guess that luck ain’t in my cards, I’m no good at making picks
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| What I’m good at is just chillin' and talkin' a bunch of shit
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| I could pull a idea like the magicians do in a trick
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| Take that same idea then trick it down like a pimp
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| Make that bitch get that money like that bitch finna strip
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| She gon' strip 'em of their wallets, or their jewels or their chips
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| This is Robin Hood theory schemes of robbin' the rich
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| All starts with a pitch, Don Draper on the paper
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| If you gotta hit, it’ll be some quick type of caper
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| Now let’s get it into motion, take it to the races
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| Get the people open, figure out the locations
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| I got crooks on the Northside, dealers on the southside
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| Killers on the eastside, gangstas on the westside
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| We all now that life is a bitch in the best dial
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| So we gon' put it right up in the air and get the best high
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| Cheers to my people tryna make due
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| Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
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| Let’s get it
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| Yeah, cheers to my people tryna make due
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| Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
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| Let’s go
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| Uh, I put that last buck on scratches tryna get a little luck
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| But that last scratch of wasn’t shit comin' up
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| But that didn’t stop the grind, that’s just a little gamble
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| And today is not the day to be flyin' off the handle
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| Back to the green power
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| Back to the lab, snapped, and back to the seedflowers
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| Now onto rap, smack right, dab in the baby powder
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| Do keep it all fresh, and there’s efficacy in the hour
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| It’s all baby steps
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| Thots crawl, then they walk, then they run until it’s driven
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| And the thots driven and flyin' in ones, sky in the ribbon
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| Now listening to Stevie Wonder with my eyes closed
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| Tryna envision the art that was painted like Van Gogh trippin'
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| I see a land collision, and make a planned precision
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| The upperclass of business to understand the witness
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| The upperhand division, a slice of the dream
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| Now I’ma raise a glass as a toast to the team
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| Let’s get it
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| Cheers to my people tryna make due
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| Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
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| Let’s get it
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| Yeah, cheers to my people tryna make due
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| Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
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| Let’s go
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| Cheers to my people tryna make due
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| Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
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| Let’s get it
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| Yeah, cheers to my people tryna make due
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| Put that last dollar on that dream tryna break through
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| Let’s go |