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

Baby me the realest ever did it
Hopefully my day ones will this
Keep that a hundred one until the death
Even i'm gone they'll say I never left
Lookin' at the roof like i'm glad I quit
That's my niggas women we'd never hit
to the script get rich and never switch
All my role doing sentences, yeah
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[Verse 2:
each and every one of them
I fear of them
Frank Lucas push his roof in front of him
Leave a nigga toothless when it to the loot
I go stupid with the butt of the gun, know where i'm coming
North Philly where Fraizer and sparred
Last named Ahkbar they calling all cop
When they pull you over, they might shoot you over
Now we Truman they know who we are
They a king from us, they X'd Malcolm out
You kidding me? I did my own black
Studied Illmatic, Reasonable that's the main reason why these rappers can't get with 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? Stevies like a sight look at Stevie's ambition, we hood niggas that get it

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

Baby me the realest ever did it
my day ones will remember this
Keep that shit a hundred one until the
Even when i'm gone they'll say I left
Lookin' at the roof like i'm glad I never
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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