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at me I do this for my To let 'em know what a look like, when a nigga in a roaster Show 'em how to move in a room of vultures Industry shady it need to be over owners hate me I'm raisin the status quo up I'm over chargin' niggas for what did to the cold crush Pay us you owe us for all the years that you hoed us We can talk, but money talks so mo' bucks
Hov' is back, stories told through rap Niggas actin' like I you crack Like I told you sell No, hov' did So hopefully you won't to go through that I was raised in the projects, and rats Smokers out back, they mama's sofa on the corner, focused on the Ave. Ladies in the window, on the kinfolk Me under a lamp post, why I got my closed? Cracks in my palm, watchin' the arm of the law So you know I it all before I hoop dreams deflate like a true fiend's weight To try and to fail, the two things I in this rap game, the two things that's great H to the Izz-o, V to the What else can I say dude, I gets busy
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