| Hmmm, yeah
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| Mhm
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| We take the good, we take the bad
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| It’s not about what we had
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| We just tryna get by
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| We stay out of trouble
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| All we wanna do to get a little bit better
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| We take the joy, we take the pain
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| It’s not about what you gain
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| We just tryna by
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| We just tryna by
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| Oh, this is the story of my life
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| Tryna keep the drama and the bullshit away
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| I stay so busy on my grind
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| I don’t they even pay attention to the things that they say
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| A nigga never been as broke as me, I like that
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| Now we’re makin' this money, gotta get it while I can
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| When I was young I had two pair of Lees (besides that)
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| The pin stripes and the gray, the one I wore on Mondays and Wednesdays
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| While niggas flirt I’m sewing tigers on my shirts, and alligators
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| You want to see the inside, I see you later
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| Here comes the drama, oh
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| That’s that nigga with the fake, bloaw!
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| Why you punch me in my face? |
| Stay in your place
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| Play your position, here come my intuition
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| Go in this nigga pocket, rob him while his friends watchin'
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| His crew’s your crew or they might be next
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| We take the good, we take the bad
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| It’s not about what we had (what we had)
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| We just tryna get by
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| We stay out of trouble
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| All we wanna do to get a little bit better (got to get little bit better)
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| We take the joy, we take the pain
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| It’s not about what you gain (ain't about what we gain)
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| We just tryna by
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| We just tryna by (just tryna get by, yeah)
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| Look at they man eye, big man, they never try
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| So we rolled with them, stole with them
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| I mean loyalty, niggas bought me milks at lunch
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| The milks was chocolate, the cookies, butter crunch
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| Pass the blunt
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| No matter how I did it, I had to stay winnin'
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| If it was 'bout the paper, I was with it (yeah)
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| I was a shame, my crew was lame
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| I had enough heart for most of them
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| Long as I got stuff from most of them
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| It’s on, even when I was wrong I got my point across
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| They depicted me the boss, of course
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| My orange box-cutter make the world go round
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| Plus I’m fuckin' bitches, ain’t my homegirls now
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| Start stackin', dabbled in crack, gun packin'
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| Nickname Medina make the seniors tote my niñas
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| From gym class to English pass off a global
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| The only nigga with a mobile, can’t you see like Total
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| We take the good, we take the bad
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| It’s not about what we had
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| We just tryna get by
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| We stay out of trouble
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| All we wanna do to get a little bit better (tryna get little bit better, better,
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| better, yeah)
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| We take the joy, we take the pain
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| It’s not about what you gain
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| We just tryna by
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| We just tryna by (I said we got to do what it takes to get by, yeah)
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| We take the good, we take the bad (we take the bad)
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| It’s not about what we had (it's not about what we had)
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| We just tryna get by
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| We stay out of trouble
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| All we wanna do to get a little bit better (get a little bit better)
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| We take the joy, we take the pain
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| It’s not about what you gain
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| We just tryna by
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| We just tryna by
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| We just tryin', tryin', yeah
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| It’s not about what we had
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| Sky is the limit and you know that you keep on
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| Just keep on pressin' up (takin' the good and bad)
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| Sky is the limit and you know that you can have
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| What you want, be what you want
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| Huh |