| I just want cash, to blow with the gang
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| Grind for the fam, don’t want no more pain
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| YSN Fab, put that on a chain
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| Peg on the map, when I’m on the stage
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| Rap changed my life, by God I was saved
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| Demons I fight, 'cus we the new slaves
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| Run up a check, got dreams to go chase
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| I need a hunnid, that’s not in my safe
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| Don’t get it twisted, my life is not lavish
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| Fucked up so many times look at the damage
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| Fell in love quick, then I turned to a savage
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| Fuckin' on hoes then it turned to a habit
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| Hittin' my phone, now it jump like a rabbit
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| If she don’t swallow then she ain’t a bad bitch
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| I just wan ball like the Mavericks
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| I know one day I’ll be mad rich
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| I know imma make it, said fuck being patient
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| I just gotta grind like today is my last
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| Can’t leave this earth nameless
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| I wish it was painless, but I keep on moving, can’t live in the past
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| I just wan fuck up some cash
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| Buying some Louis and Gucci and Prada
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| I just wan get me some ass
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| Back then they wouldn’t give a nigga nada
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| This a young soulja’s narrative
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| Coming straight up out the 4
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| All my pockets getting bigger
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| Love the money, not these hoes
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| Got the blocka, we sum hittas, I don’t care which way it goes
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| When I rock out, you gon' feel it, making music for the soul
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| I just want cash, to blow with the gang
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| Grind for the fam, don’t want no more pain
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| YSN Fab, put that on a chain
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| Peg on the map, when I’m on the stage
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| Rap changed my life, by God I was saved
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| Demons I fight, 'cus we the new slaves
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| Run up a check, got dreams to go chase
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| I need a hunnid, that’s not in my safe
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| They showing love cuz they know a nigga next up
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| My old shortie in my DM’s, call that ex-love
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| You weren’t there, expect nun when the check come
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| Life ain’t fair, but we got some rides to pick from
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| Nobody loyal these days
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| Trust is a phase
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| Niggas like gossip, but not in yo face
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| Chase my dreams like a race
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| Pour my heart on the stage
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| Nobody care until you make a name
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| Nothin' last forever, so I got to make it count
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| Couldn’t ball, got to rap to make it out
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| Need a 'lil work, go 'n get it from the south
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| Chasing M’s, but you niggas chasing clout
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| Life like a track meet, they all run their mouth
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| It’s never too late, rather get to it now
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| Wanna join YSN, got to show whatchu 'bout
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| Everything earned, don’t believe in handouts
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| Loyal to me, guaranteed I won’t switch
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| Ride for my dawgs, I ain’t talking no whip
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| Just like we dumb, sayin' nun to feds
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| Play with my funds, put a gun to yo head
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| I just want cash, to blow with the gang
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| Grind for the fam, don’t want no more pain
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| YSN Fab, put that on a chain
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| Peg on the map, when I’m on the stage
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| Rap changed my life, by God I was saved
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| Demons I fight, cuz we the new slaves
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| Run up a check, got dreams to go chase
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| I need a hunnid, that’s not in my safe |