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[Verse 1: Hussle]
Yeah, we know you to put in work that's old
Nigga and we seen your paperwork you
All these niggas either sniffing glass or living off the past
When i'm blowing money fast my bros
Lately I been seeing sell they soul
How you a case and bail out on parole?
I've state to state getting money on the road
Had to reevaluate who I could to to on the phone
Switch it up, the game pay attention, you should listen up
Follow and one day you 'gon get as rich as us
digit, street nigga that ain't rich enough
Forty million on the crib like that Puff
Niggas yachts, niggas buying jets, that make me wanna buy the block just to reinvest
Help my young niggas it before it's nothing left

Baby me the realest did it yeah
Hopefully my day ones will this
Keep that shit a hundred one until the
when i'm gone they'll say I never left
Lookin' at the roof like i'm glad I quit
That's my niggas women though never hit
Sticking to the script get and never switch
All my models doing sentences, yeah
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[Verse 2:
Fuck each and one of them
I fear none of
Lucas push his roof back in front of him
Leave a nigga when it comes to the loot
I go with the butt of the gun, know where i'm coming from?
Philly where Fraizer and Muhammad sparred
Last named Ahkbar they all cop cars
When they pull you over, they might you over moving
Now that we Truman know who we are
They took a king from us, they X'd out
You kidding me? I did my own black
Studied Illmatic, Reasonable Doubt that's the main reason why these rappers can't get me
Fuck em all, I hear the whistle know time to ball
Y'all throwing fouls but y'all don't wanna brawl
How you going on a mission with no vision? Fuck Stevies like a sight look at ambition, we hood niggas that get it

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[Verse 3: Capone]
Different now that my pop's gone
Low tolerance promise you'd get on
the bullets sounding like popcorn
Grind heavy the cops come or the gone
Same nigga, so what? The time's
When I couldn't get I used to find ways
Counting thousands off the in the hallway
It wasn't long before I figured out crime
We still in of them bright days
Dark streets, light when police raid
Where niggas out and let that shots off
Los Scan, like a it'll pop off
I hit the ave and with the uncut raw
it up and told niggas I had the cake moss
Nothing fancy, protect myself the eight ball
It wasn't I had to hustle on Hyde Park

Baby me the realest did it yeah
Hopefully my day ones remember this
Keep that shit a hundred one until the
Even when i'm gone they'll say I left
at the roof like i'm glad I never quit
That's my niggas women we'd never hit
to the script get rich and never switch
All my models doing sentences, yeah
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