| You become greater once you focus on what you have to do for your life
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| You become greater once you perfect your craft to the T
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| You become great once you hustle hard
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| You’re a winner
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| Speedin' in traffic, reflect on my actions
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| The city get high when it’s cold, I don’t feel it
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| Don’t see me 'cause we gettin' money, we tucked off
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| With bands in a mansion, I can’t trust my friends and it hurt
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| These the same niggas that I did dirt with
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| No, these the same niggas that I grew up with
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| Like, how you change on a young nigga so quick
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| But God showin' me the light, so I can trust that
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| I always wanted the bands and to just be famous
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| Makin' sure my people straight and ain’t laid on no pavement
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| All I wanted was some peace and that left me with some haters
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| But the time is finna change, my brothers down and I can’t save 'em
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| I took the highways to the battle, I can’t switch it up
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| 'Member road-runnin', stuffin' gas inside a filtered cup
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| Now my life changed and I’m good, so I’m gon' live it up
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| I’ma pass the weed down to my gal and she gon' bag it up
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| Foenem ride 'round with a Glizzy with a hot round
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| Hear that gun sound and make everybody get down
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| I’m in T-Town, first show, we rocked the whole crowd
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| Been a real nigga, better watch how you talkin'
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| I’m a young nigga, I come from the mud, I come from the bottom
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| Meaning to tell me you can’t hustle too?
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| We got the same twenty-four hours
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| We all gotta go hustle
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| I’m greater when I hustle
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| I’m greater when I know it’s comin' from my heart
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| I’m a winner, you a winner, let’s go get it
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| Let’s win, let’s hustle, let’s be great
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| 'Member when my dad was in a shootout with police
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| By judgin' all my pictures, I don’t think you know 'bout me
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| Was always taught good, so I kept that shit low-key
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| 'Member mama sellin' pills, I started sellin' X and E
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| Lil' bitch, we really with it, any means to get the bag
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| 'Member school buses, servin' junkies in the class
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| You can ask my nigga Lincoln, we had business movin' fast
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| Then they caught us with some pills and then they kicked us out the class
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| By the age of fourteen I was addicted to the life
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| I did (Shh), back to (Shh), but I ain’t take that nigga life
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| I still gotta pay for my sins, but it’s alright
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| I hope God take my soul when I’m old and in the sky
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| I gave money to some niggas, now they hate, ain’t that a bitch?
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| How they switch up on the gang, then go from clique to go to clique?
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| We know most of these lil' rappers never ever shot a stick
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| If they ever in a shootout, they’ll never see the blitz
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| Today we are gathered here to remember the past
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| We don’t dwell on the past, we on to the future
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| We put the weight on our backs and go hard
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| We never gonna stop, we gon' look you in your face and tell you
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| We’re not going to stop, we’re going to keep going
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| With every bone, blood, sweat and tears in our body |