Still strugglin, hustlin, tryin to get my money on Fresh outta retirement, you know I tryin to fall off, Too records, we ain't tryin to fall off We ain't nowhere, I'm tryin to see everybody make money I see everybody get paid, everybody
Another day, another spent And I'm still out strugglin in the game, and I'm just hustlin Don't even trust my friends
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Don't ever say you can't do it, it's not that You be a lawyer, you wanna be a star You can do you wanna do Forget what say, as long as you believe in you Keep chasing your dreams, wherever take you You gotta hustle, shouldn't have to make you Get your money on, like I said It's playin like a old song in head You say it ain't in the hood I some folks in the ghetto livin good Now tell me how you get there, tell the man, too You ain't got it, give him yours, cause he got than you Give him game, and all he need The knowledge, to plant seed And make it grow, get the Even though I make money, I'm to get some more You gotta be the best at what you do, and even though you That's how you need to think Don't me no, I already made up my mind It's going down my way time I'm so into this It's like I'm in some pussy, fucking my been going platinum, you walk by You player-hate, even 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 your lesson, no time for stressing Looking in the mirror, trying to act Walking down the street, bout a car I there a million times I'm baby, dee, I got a million rhymes I been a famous mc since When run-dmc was singing sucka Niggaz in the papers too $hort brand-new vogues, smoking newports $hort studios, in my making tapes I moved up to oakland from l.a. I was a square, I gotta lie to you I rapping, I was fresh outta private school Now I'm old school, too $hort, what ya heard There ain't no way I could memorize all these I been rapping for years, spitting Twenty from now, you could say the same thing If you determined, at me I'm getting on the car, to roll two feet in the day, selling dope fiend Based on sunnyside, up to birch street
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ever say it's old, I know you wanna go gold Trying to be me is getting old It's been proven, there's one too $hort Most valuable player, you the sport time to be you, cause being me comes natural to me I hope you make it in the You could on wall street, or be a doctor in a hospital As long as you're happy, I know you got a Stash, stack your And keep hustling, cause it ain't gone How many times you seen a broke nigga, wanting to be a dope Make some money, and into a cold killer Alot of people came up that But alot of faking that ya hold that gat Now your ass is out You realized, you took the wrong route You got alot of talent, don't let it go to on the ground, with dirt in ya face I know the trap, circumstances make ya crack Shotguns and change, take us all To slave-free, back when the days be Long and hot, with paying me These days we opportunities To blow up and back to our communities