| Just another day
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| Just another day
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| Just another day
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| Just another lovely hustle
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| I’m on a hustle, money on my mind
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| So I stay on my grind, on my grind, on my grind
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| Cause it’s just another day
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| Just another day
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| Just another day
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| Just another lovely hustle
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| I hope you hear everythang that I say out my mouth into this mic
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| And in yo ear
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| Live yo life nigga, have no fear
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| Cause blood, sweat, tears
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| Hardwork, plus years, plus faith, plus fate equals great
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| Don’t wait, go so hard, have no peers
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| And to the haters, have no ears
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| Cause they don’t know, but to you it’s so clear
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| While they was asleep, you was up in here
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| While they was free, you was up in there
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| Never scared, so prepared
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| And when you called she was never there
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| So when she cry, you don’t ever care
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| All you know, get that dough
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| Take that two, make that four
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| Make it more
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| Take that seed, make it grow
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| With the hope of one day making it something that’ll finally feed your folks
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| Not a four four with a hole in your head and a tag around yo toe
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| Blue rag around my forehead
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| With a fat stack, I got moe bread
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| You fake ass niggas better go ahead
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| I’m certified, you no cred
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| I know that you hopeless
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| Young niggas just ain’t as focused
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| As I am, but I am
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| Enough to show you where that dope is
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| If you want it, then you know that I got it
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| And if I ain’t got it, then you know that Imma find it
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| I push it, I move it
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| Whether trap or music, I do this
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| Shit here full force
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| Screw you niggas, get a full course
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| ?, got cake to make, get my grind on
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| My mind on my money all the time
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| Nigga get hungry, turn to a grind ball
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| Let the kush blow, I’m a?
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| All kinds of raw, no time to talk
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| Unless you tryna cop, if so, 60 for a pop
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| Come prolly with me
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| I be on the block, hit me on the phone
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| Getting lifted
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| Nipsey put me on and I can’t fade Patron
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| Yeah, that’s how it got me feelin'
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| Just another day, smoking pot in front my building
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| I’m a boss
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| Harlem nigga, break day gamblin'
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| We don’t do that clown shit here, no
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| Charles Hamilton
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| Nah, I’m talking fly shit, fresher then a newborn
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| Still hustle on my block, though with some screws on
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| I gotta get it by any means, I’m on it
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| I hear you niggas talkin', stop listenin' for the longest |