| Yeah
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| It’s been a long time coming I know
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| Spent a long time running I know
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| Yeah
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| Bout to hit the Money Mart and ask for a loan, motherfucker
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| Yeah
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| Heyo I’m broke, I don’t even got a penny for my thoughts
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| When I’m making bills, take it til' I’ve spent all that I got
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| I try investing in the music til' they let me get my spot
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| It’s sad it costs money just to send me to the top
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| But that’s the world we live in I ain’t complaining
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| But i’d never work a dead end job to make my wages
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| I was never born into a family that’s rich
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| I could start a fucking fire with my hands and two sticks
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| If I want something i’d actually have to do shit
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| I guess growing up fast makes your attitude switch
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| I rap for therapy, and I rap for meals
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| Your tracks embarrassing, cause you rap for deals
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| I’m a natural born hustler, i’ll sell grass to fields
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| You say it just to say it, but these set backs are real
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| I don’t gotta say «swag» to get that appeal
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| But i’m broke so it’s hard to not sell crack and steal
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| I’ve been out here try’na turn a penny to a buck
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| Ain’t nobody perfect, but it’s better than it was
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| It’s common sense, all these cents add up
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| But you gotta save a hundred for a dollar that’s rough
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| I get that feeling in my stomach when the rent is due
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| Because there’s nothing left to do, I’m try’na chase this revenue
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| It’s in my blood, I’m like the boss of a business
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| But I don’t got all the riches, I gotta walk out and get it
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| I’d rather hustle with my muscle than be washing them dishes
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| Either focus on this music or get locked up in prison
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| At least than i’d be provided with a pot I can piss in
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| Its part of the system, statistics say i’m wrongfully twisted
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| I’m slaughtering victims, try’na make a dollar for meat
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| I’m try’na market my team cause we ain’t got shit for free
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| Everybody say they rich but I ain’t buying it, no
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| I couldn’t buy it if I wanted to, i’m all outta dough
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| I need paper boy
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| And I don’t mean the news
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| When I don’t got it, its a problem I get violent and confused
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| All these rappers throwing money but don’t got a lot of skill
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| I need that Wu-Tang paper where’s the dolla, dolla bills, yo
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| I’ve been out here try’na turn a penny to a buck
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| Ain’t nobody perfect, but it’s better than it was
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| It’s common sense, all these cents add up
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| But you gotta save a hundred for a dollar that’s rough |