| I think niggas just be forgetting to breathe sometimes. |
| Just inhale, exhale
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| Focus on that first
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| Verse 1: Starlito
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| I came from nothing
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| Anything’s better than that
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| Anything’s better than going backwards
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| Real rap
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| Fucking right I rap for them racks
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| I’m still strapped
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| Anything goes always
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| The real gone feel that
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| A lot of times in the trap
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| You can feel trapped
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| I was told if he won’t hustle
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| He’ll steal, that still fact
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| Like when the nigga you thought was real
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| Now you feel like he a rat
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| It’s kill or be killed
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| Weigh your feelings up in a bag
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| Dealing is in the past
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| Steal or go get that sack
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| Legitimate but I ain’t finna attack
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| Just hit me fifty racks
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| Flipping stack
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| Flip, flipping stacks (flipping stacks)
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| But once they get a lil money
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| You know how niggas act
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| I ain’t never had shit
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| Consider that
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| I probably lost like twenty different gats
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| Threw a few running from the laws
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| Some we ditch had the digits scratched off
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| Vaguely remember that
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| Don’t make me get in to that
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| Please
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| Verse 2: Don Trip
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| I signed a deal
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| Ain’t want it
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| I walked away with 290
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| 36 months with no album
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| But fuck it
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| I ain’t complaining
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| Sometimes I hate being famous
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| Don’t go nowhere with no banger
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| That’s why I really hate flying
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| Cause I can’t fly with the iron
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| Ain’t no permit
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| This shit I got shoot too many times
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| With all this shit on my mind
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| Still tell my bitch I’m just fine
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| Who am I kidding
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| I’m lying
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| But I can’t take a bow
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| Wear that paint on my face
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| Only my kids see me smile
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| I went on tour with Wale
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| Went on tour with The Game
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| Without a cent to my name
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| That when everything changed
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| I said fuck it
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| I was better off hustling
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| It was all or nothing
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| I did this all for nothing
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| I’m ready for war like Custer
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| On my last stand
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| At the telly with that sack and a mac 10
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| That and a thirty round Glock
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| You know how macs jam
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| Or maybe you don’t
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| You know when I’m on
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| I was born in hell
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| And I plan on taking it home
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| Who coming with me
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| God speed
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| Yea
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| Like, I remember my first time I met Trip
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| I was like I gotta introduce you to Star
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| Like you niggas sound good together
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| Yall go hard
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| So I see yall niggas do yall thang
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| Man, I’m just proud of you
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| You heard me
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| In '99 nigga had his eyes on the trap table
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| In 2000 nigga started rapping
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| Got my on label
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| Sold birds got my own paper
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| Had my own gun
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| And my own shooters
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| For my own haters
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| Bought my own acres
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| I can drug talk you
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| I can real estate you
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| I can architect you a chrome tec
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| Try to build a team like I build a house
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| You know slab, bricks then cashing out
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| Lito, tell these niggas where you know me from
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| Trip, tell these niggas how you met an nigga
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| First, a nigga put you on a tour bus
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| Took you all around the world with a squad of working niggas
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| If about getting money
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| I done it
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| If a nigga bust fire and you got fire
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| But you don’t bust
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| You running
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| You a bitch pussy
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| You coming
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| Peep the play
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| I can see the shit coming
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| Duck your head
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| Nigga out the car dumping
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| Empty clip till his heart stop pumping
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| Then the laws start coming
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| Anyway
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| This just the light flood now
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| That them neighbors was hardaway
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| My sister get cars and my bitches bags
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| On every holiday
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| My niggas get opportunities
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| I put them in positions
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| I done made millions
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| And I’m still grinding
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| That’s hustle’s ambition
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| See niggas get lazy once they get money
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| But see me, it’s like
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| I never felt rich, I never will
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| I’m always hungry
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| Like I get one million, I want ten
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| Once I get ten, I want twenty
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| Once I get a twenty piece, I want a thirty clip
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| It’s what the game is
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| You know what I’m saying
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| You gotta be born with this shit
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| You gotta be motivated
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| Nigga ain’t gotta wake you up to get no money
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| Nigga you gotta wake with money on your mind
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| Nigga what you go to sleep thinking about pussy
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| Oh I forgot
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| You is a pussy |