| Take them all to church 'cause everything I do is Gospel
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| When it come to music and money I’m in the
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| Our enemies' an example of what to not do
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| Black vampyre, I’m ebony Nosferatu
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| Hustle in these streets, yeah I’m doin' just what I got to
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| If you try to play don’t think that I ever forgot you
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| I’m just tryina' learn and live my life with love an meditiate
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| Prayin' for my downfall, that’s the moment that I elevate
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| I work, hustle, grind, repeat
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| And make the DJ rewind the beat
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| Work, hustle, grind, repeat
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| And make the DJ rewind the beat
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| Work… hustle
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| Work… hustle
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| Work… grind
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| Take them all to church, church
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| Rewind the beat
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| Work, hustle, grind, repeat
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| Rewind the beat
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| Every time I speak you know the words I say is Gospel
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| Live your life with purpose and envision nothing can stop you
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| Get a taste of power, they sour, but now they want you
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| Base my feet on just like the mob do
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| All I do is music and trappin', just like a boss do
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| If you never paid it no way to know what it cost you
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| Look into my mind and see the angles I ain’t measure yet
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| And if I ever perish that’s the moment that I resurrect
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| I work, hustle, grind, repeat
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| And make the DJ rewind the beat
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| Only thing left is to get on the stage and spaz on 'em
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| Drop on 'em, let two thousand lights flash on 'em
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| Rewind the beat
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| Work, hustle, grind, repeat |