| I know a better day comin', no love if you ain’t workin'
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| We workin' outchea, you hear me?
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| Nigga goddamn motherfucker
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| That’s hard, follow me
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| Thought that I could come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
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| Caught love with her bitch but it didn’t hurt me none' at all
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| Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
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| I’ma stack this paper up again like I’m never done
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| I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
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| I put the city on my back and I can’t let 'em down
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| Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
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| I know some days I ain’t have it, I can’t play around
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| They like Scooter where you been? |
| bitch I been sellin' raw
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| My nigga VL keep that stick like he playin' lacrosse
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| I lost a mil and got it back, can’t take another loss
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| All that juggin' and finessin', made myself a boss
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| I got twenty gold chains, I feel better now
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| I got three kids, three thousand haters, I can’t play around
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| I know you wrap about the bricks but can you wrap a brick?
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| These niggas really entertainers 'cause they ain’t sold shit
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| Lil Mexico City, we got cocaine
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| Thunderstorm, it’s rainin' bricks, we don’t get rain
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| And I’ma stack this money like I’ve never done
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| I karate chop a brick like I’m Daniel-san
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| Come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
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| Caught love with her bitch but it didn’t hurt me none' at all
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| Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
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| I’ma stack this paper up again like I’m never done
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| I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
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| I put the city on my back and I can’t let 'em down
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| Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
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| I know some days I ain’t have it, I can’t play around
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| Jugghouse, nothin' but cash around
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| Lay it down, nigga lay it down
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| Jugghouse, nothin' but players around
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| If I’m around then bring some pounds around
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| I got ghosts, they don’t make a sound
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| Until you hear that chopper sound, you on the ground
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| My diamonds wetter than the ocean, yours
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| All I do is count, get money in large amounts
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| If you in the streets then watch out for the triple cross
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| 'Cause I done seen niggas' mamas take they ass off
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| I got spots and in my house I got a pack
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| Count music, give the streets what they ask for
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| Come back with that raw and I had came back robbing
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| Caught love with her bitch but it didn’t hurt me none' at all
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| Man I stayed working through a hard rain and thunderstorm
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| I’ma stack this paper up again like I’m never done
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| I got these rose gold jewels, I feel better now
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| I put the city on my back and I can’t let 'em down
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| Go get that semi-automatic and I lay you down
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| I know some days I ain’t have it, I can’t play around |