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Life's better when your niggas good, and mama straight
I'm honestly still for some type of balance
Cuz the got me jah tripping
Cuz I like my bitch, but I these bitches on my dick
When spitting tell me what you feeling different you's the bread winner
And it's rare you niggas say he can't feel you
But in your ears like he dope, not dope enough
And the closest ho would be probin you to up
And to do so you must one up
And it's at the top
They say me that they me
I eat game and shit this out
My dirty got winning streaks
I'm in too deep, industry is sayin to a nigga
Got change like them, just but ain't changed them nigga
They only fuck my old shit cuz I'm on shit
But I was in '06, niggas slow as shit
Now my dreams is nothing more minimal thoughts
And my gon fluctuate tho sleep is the cause
And I'm tired
And I'm too
But it's like my music made niggas turn they pride to fool
Yea, ye ain't gotta love us
But you respect this motherfucking hustle, real nigga shit

for suckers
Satisfaction's for
And ye don't even gotta us
But you will respect this hustle, real nigga shit

See life better when you you real
I some niggas is winning but ain't been home in years
Pray they not know the feeling, on a couple million
pretentious liquids
Ease with they when hella finding is only trippin
Like you flowed I bet yourself that you with 60 niggas
So we keep circle small and never let no squares in there
It's double M G, I they know the set
you cop a second whip unless yo mama out of debt
Shout out to my Bola, be home in a minute yep
My at the Rivers correctional, that's me in that vent
thought I wasn't winning, the crew full of troubles
But I do, I fucked the game and came out a rapper
I should be my accomplishments
But a new Maserati got me plottin on another hit
is like a never ending battle
Well whoever at the top and if that's you you who you hear
To top on my year, it's all that I ask of
I pray you forgive me if I don't in this chapter
I'm a out Georgetown, we talkin bout practice?
'Cause in this you ain't never established

Satisfaction's for
Satisfaction's for
And ye don't gotta love us
But you respect this motherfuckin hustle, real nigga shit

Satisfaction's for
Satisfaction's for
And ye even gotta love us
But you will respect this motherfuckin hustle, real nigga

is the story about the price of fame
But the love for the
Is because cannot change