Still strugglin, still hustlin, tryin to get my on Fresh outta retirement, you know I ain't to fall off, Too records, we ain't tryin to fall off We goin nowhere, I'm tryin to see everybody make money I see everybody get paid, everybody
Another day, another dollar And I'm still out here in the game, and I'm just hustlin Don't trust my closest friends
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Don't ever say you can't do it, not that hard You be a lawyer, you wanna be a star You can do anything you do Forget what they say, as as you believe in you Keep chasing your dreams, wherever they you You gotta hustle, which shouldn't have to you Get your money on, like I always It's playin like a old in your head You say it ain't in the hood I know some folks in the livin good Now tell me how you get there, tell the man, too You ain't got it, him yours, cause he got less than you Give him game, and that's all he The knowledge, to that seed And make it grow, get the Even I make money, I'm trying to get some more You be the best at what you do, and even though you ain't That's how you need to think Don't tell me no, I made up my mind It's going my way this time I'm so deep this like I'm in some pussy, fucking my bitch I've been platinum, you walk by You player-hate, don't try
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ever quit, once you get started It's on til the end, til you're departed You know you can't quit, too much invested You learned lesson, no time for stressing Looking in the mirror, to act hard 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 since When run-dmc was singing mc's in the papers ride too $hort Rolling brand-new vogues, smoking $hort studios, in my making tapes When I moved up to from l.a. I was a square, I ain't lie to you I wasn't rapping, I was fresh private school Now I'm old school, too $hort, fuck what ya There ain't no way I memorize all these words I rapping for years, spitting game Twenty years from now, you could say the thing If you determined, at me I'm getting on the car, to roll two feet Back in the day, selling fiend Based on sunnyside, up ninety-sixth to birch
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Don't ever say it's old, I know you wanna go Trying to be like me is old been proven, there's only one too $hort Most valuable player, you know the It's time to be you, cause being me natural to me I you make it in the industry You could work on street, or be a doctor in a hospital As long as happy, I know you got a little Stash, stack cash And keep hustling, cause it gone last How many times you a broke nigga, wanting to be a dope dealer Make some money, and turn into a cold Alot of people came up that But alot of y'all faking that ya hold gat Now little ass is out You finally realized, you took the route You got alot of talent, don't let it go to Handcuffed on the ground, dirt in ya face I know the trap, circumstances ya sell crack Shotguns and change, us all back To slave-free, back the days would be Long and hot, with paying me days we have opportunities To up and give back to our communities