Still strugglin, still hustlin, tryin to get my on Fresh outta retirement, you know I tryin to fall off, Too $hort records, we ain't to fall off We ain't goin nowhere, I'm to see everybody make money I wanna see everybody get paid,
Another day, another spent And I'm still out strugglin Caught in the game, and I'm just Don't trust my closest friends
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Don't ever say you can't do it, it's not that You wanna be a lawyer, you be a star You can do you wanna do what they say, as long as you believe in you Keep chasing your dreams, wherever take you You gotta hustle, which have to make you Get money on, like I always said playin like a old song in your head You say it ain't cool in the I know some folks in the livin good Now tell me how you get there, the next man, too You ain't got it, give him yours, cause he got than you Give him game, and that's all he The knowledge, to plant seed And it grow, get the dough Even though I make money, I'm to get some more You gotta be the best at what you do, and though you ain't That's how you need to think Don't tell me no, I already up my mind It's down my way this time I'm so into this It's I'm in some pussy, fucking my bitch I've going platinum, you walk by You player-hate, don't try
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Don't ever quit, you get started on til the end, til you're dearly departed You know you can't quit, too time invested You learned lesson, no time for stressing Looking in the mirror, trying to act Walking down the street, thinking a car I been a million times I'm like baby, dee, I got a million I been a famous mc 1983 When was singing sucka mc's Niggaz in the ride too $hort Rolling brand-new vogues, smoking $hort studios, in my room making When I moved up to oakland l.a. I was a square, I ain't lie to you I wasn't rapping, I was fresh outta school Now I'm old school, too $hort, what ya heard There ain't no way I could memorize all words I rapping for years, spitting game years from now, you could say the same thing If you determined, at me I'm getting on the car, used to two feet Back in the day, selling fiend Based on sunnyside, up ninety-sixth to birch
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Don't ever say old, I know you wanna go gold Trying to be me is getting old been proven, there's only one too $hort Most player, you know the sport It's time to be you, cause being me natural to me I hope you make it in the You work on wall street, or be a doctor in a hospital As as you're happy, I know you got a little Stash, stack cash And hustling, cause it ain't gone last How many times you seen a broke nigga, wanting to be a dealer Make some money, and turn into a killer Alot of came up like that But of y'all faking that ya hold that gat Now little ass is out You finally realized, you took the wrong You got alot of talent, let it go to waste Handcuffed on the ground, with in ya face I know the trap, circumstances ya sell crack and change, take us all back To slave-free, back when the days be and hot, with nobody paying me These days we have To up and give back to our communities