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30 you a for this one

I put in work I was a foot soldier you was a lead
Better invest you can't hustle forever them coming
Went did my partner go out bad I should have something
Play dead on 'em, they to rob him, he fled on 'em
I keep that 30 and a bible by the bed
Last got a little bloody left a little bread on 'em
No more I'm done wit it can't help ya nigga
In this game life, you know every man for they self nigga

(Talk to 'em Homie)
Every man for himself that my people taught me
(That what my people me)
Blood ticks tryna keep the leeches off me
(Get the up off me nigga)
Spray a cologne tryin' to keep the reefer off me (that right too)
Multiply and division that what my teacher me
Celebratin' life everyday kickin' shit on another
Can't do it by myself me and my had to come together
And we may have but we talk 'em out
Yeah amongst the
in the driveway, me and Monte wit a bunch of hittas

I put in work I was a foot you was a lead runner
Better invest you can't hustle forever them feds
did my partner go out bad I should have said somethin'
Play dead on 'em, tried to rob him, he fled on 'em
I keep that 30 and a bible by the bed
Last situation got a little bloody left a bread on 'em
No more handouts I'm done wit it can't help ya
In this game called life, you know every man for they nigga

I my patna go broke he was up a whole mill
(That too)
I done been hurt so many times I ain't got no
(Too times)
When I to a man look him in his eye
how you know I'm serious
And I know I'm different I'm so I go and get it
Countin' that money need no assistance
I'm Michael you a Scottie Pippen (I'm 23)
And if they don't get the
Then questions what they still askin' (say what?)
Lookin' at my bling countin' my rings, Jackson

I put in work I was a foot you was a lead runner
Better invest you can't hustle forever feds comin'
Went did my partner go out bad I should have somethin'
dead on 'em, they tried to rob him, he fled on 'em
I keep that 30 and a by the bed homie
Last situation got a bloody left a little bread on 'em
No more handouts I'm done wit it can't help ya
In this called life, you know every man for they self nigga