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Somebody told me sleep was a to death
And following a dollar nothing but stress
A grind like I'm running from rest
(5 o'clock in the mornin')
Somebody told me was a cousin to death
And a dollar finds nothing but stress
But I'm going hard 'till there's left under my chest

The empty 'round 5 o'clock
by the cops
Low key 'till the eyes that watch
Everything a when you tryin' come buy some guap
I'mma grindin' 'till I'm still shining like a diamond watch
Me and boo bringing you the truth
all night sessions we just living in the booth
Strong balls we spitting out 150 proof
Take shots get loose 'till you spitting up yo' (like ohh)
You see 'dat need a recap
a weed sack cheap that 'till my feet flat
I got covered like a pro bowl d-back
rap been a been known to make the b-clip
Need cash so I'm tryin' to move trees fast
Tell you to meet at
Ask you the cheese at
People 'round the city see the youngin' and respect the
in th extra time
Guaranteed next to

Somebody told me sleep was a to death
And a dollar finds nothing but stress
A marathon grind I'm running from rest
It's (5 in the mornin')
Somebody told me sleep was a to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but
But I'm going hard 'till nothing left under my chest

(Boaz)
I rise before the sun come up and get my day
Pray to the most how I roll up my hays and it
And then my starts to roll in
in paper bags
Hammers with tags
We men
Out on the 'till the early morn'
The blood of a hustla gettin' mines I was born
You get stormed by tight ass bars
being easy Mac
Crusin' in lax smokin' weed no season at
There ain't no reason that these rappers hatin' on us (why?)
these labels anticipating and waiting on us
They get the BBS's play us
Then we in the Benz's
And sit this off on
And P.A to Texas
These niggas know me
International hustla get no snow without me
Or get no dough me
Niggas gettin' hardly on 'er
Early bird get the
I'm knockin' at the dome

told me sleep was a cousin to death
And following a dollar finds nothing but
A grind like I'm running from rest
It's (5 in the mornin')
Somebody told me sleep was a cousin to
And a dollar finds nothing but stress
But I'm going hard 'till nothing left under my chest