| I sit and wish…
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| I’m not a kid anymore…
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| Back in the day, motherfuckers said we would never
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| Be shit, but right now I bet they wanna see me doing bad
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| But I’m a G, and ain’t quit until I’m reaching the top
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| And right now, we at the top and ain’t no turning back
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| Back in the days, it was hard to stack some ends
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| Nothing but young guerillas, kicking it sipping juice and gin
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| Trying to find a better way, to make dollas and cents
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| Packing my gat with a 50 pack and when the laws came, I would hit the fence
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| Catch me if you can but I’m more than a man, Z-Ro be a hustler
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| Trying to stack hundreds and fifty’s, in a cluster
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| A buster I can never be that, Slow Loud And Bangin’in my deck
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| Nigga that’s my go and get it music, because it helps me to get my check
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| Remember when motherfuckers, said Z-Ro you won’t succeed
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| But I’m a millionaire, and I owe it all to the hatred I received
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| Can’t forget about drank and weed, cause that’s the key in my back
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| So fuck the world it’s only Trae and Dougie D, me and my strap
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| Rest in peace to Robert Davis, Patrick Hawkins and Big Steve
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| I’m crazy chasing paper, till these haters come get me Nigga we ain’t the mafia, we be the Maab
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| And making motherfuckers hate us is our job, we ain’t kids no mo'
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| I know the life I live be the reason for rhyme, even though it don’t shine
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| Hard times running me out my mind, I pray to God that I will get my time
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| Did they hate me, cause I knew faithfully they’d remain to be shady
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| But I remain to do my thang, riding two deep with me and my lady
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| Jealousy and envy, made them cats wanna do me something bad
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| Like I was they enemy, and they wasn’t feeling me but I’m still gon mash
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| To the top I won’t stop, cause some of the people I know be a bitch
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| It won’t be long for me to get rich, cause I’m a guerilla about to get pissed
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| Ever since 1999, I’ve been doing my thang repping this game
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| Trying to get change on top of change, stressing my brain trying to maintain
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| But I won’t give up because I’m a soldier, whether or not they told you, these
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| Cats better get they act together, cause blocking the way’ll get you ran over
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| Ain’t no way I’ma let them stop me, cause we made the game and they copy
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| Perfected everyday struggling, now everybody wanna be like me Aw naw, we ain’t shining 24/7 I’ma keep on grinding
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| Drank to rap to bust a strap, and living the life while niggas trying |