| I’m a full time hustler posted on the block
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| Got to get it to live and I’m never gon' stop
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| I’m a gangsta, I’m a gangsta
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| When the right you can hear the bass knock
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| And the girl dem love me, me have my city lock
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| I’m a gansta, I’m a gansta
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| You grind to get the I grind to get the Rolls
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| I grind to stack paper, you grind to get some clothes
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| From where they never make it, fake niggas get exposed
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| Stretched out all on the payment, left there they body
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| No I ain’t name naming, I’ve living by the code
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| My finger on the stainless ready to rock the roll
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| In case these niggas try to take me under
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| It’s like a jungle outside sometimes it makes me wonder
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| How I’m still alive, It’s like a miracle
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| You young black and you 25
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| Cause this is where they die
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| I’m only 20 now my people screaming get a job
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| They steady asking what’s my goals I tell them to survive
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| Cause it’s real in the fields murder homicide
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| I’m tryna to touch a million before I touch the sky
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| My man was only 19 them people gave him life
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| And he been down for like a tre and I ain’t never write
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| Shame on my damn self not a letter right
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| That shit’ll hurt my heart I think about you every night
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| Every day, all the week, once or twice
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| I get a deal you get a pill nigga fuck the ice
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| And free my nigga Lil', that’s my nigga real
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| Racked 'til the day I die if I hit my kill
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| Clap niggas homicide hit 'em with the steel
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| And put 'em in the grave, cause we forever made
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| I’m a full time hustler posted on the block
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| Got to get it to live and I’m never gon' stop
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| I’m a gangsta, I’m a gangsta
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| When the right you can hear the bass knock
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| And the girl dem love me, me have my city lock
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| I’m a gansta, I’m a gansta
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| I’m dipped in no love but I’m greeting to the gang
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| It matters from the heart so why expensive with the flame
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| People feel my pain from the soul that’s inside of me
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| Honestly, I’ve walked through a life full of rain
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| I’m talking cold nights, gun brawls over caine
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| I’m reaching for the light cause it’s trifling the game
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| A nigga say he your man that shit ain’t true
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| Unless he down and he ride and providing for you
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| The other say fuck 'em no desire to prove
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| Separation what I deciding to do, but I’ve been riding since two
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| Since a youngin' hold it down on my own
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| From '89 to '07 that’s 18 strong
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| And still hold it down on the throne, feel me
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| South Phil where it’s real in the zone so filthy
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| Pain, critically acclaimed, nigga in the game, it’s still blood gang
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| People feel my pain but it’s strange but I’m focused
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| I see clear vision as I’m scoping my set ears open
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| Faithfully I’m praying and I’m hoping
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| Before my man that’s going well love and my condolences
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| I noticed that’s it’s pure love from the heart and soul
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| Before my man I shed my blood and my bones
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| They got me in the zone with the chrome bugging out
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| Thinking 'bout a come up how we running through the south now we out
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| I’m a full time hustler posted on the block
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| Got to get it to live and I’m never gon' stop
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| I’m a gangsta, I’m a gangsta
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| When the right you can hear the bass knock
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| And the girl dem love me, me have my city lock
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| I’m a gansta, I’m a gansta |