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

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

See life better you know you real
I know some niggas is winning but ain't been home in
Pray not know the feeling, sitting on a couple million
pretentious liquids
Ease with they money when finding is only trippin
Like you were flowed I bet yourself you with 60 niggas
So we keep that circle small and never let no squares in
It's double M G, I hope they the set
Don't you cop a second whip unless yo mama out of
Shout out to my cousin Bola, be home in a yep
My nigga's at the Rivers correctional, me in that vent
They I wasn't winning, the crew full of troubles
But I do, I fucked the game and came out a gold
I should be loving my
But a new Maserati got me plottin on another hit
Success is a never ending battle
Well at the top and if that's you you who you tryna hear
To top on my last year, all that I ask of
I pray you forgive me if I don't bask in this
I'm a legend out Georgetown, we talkin bout
'Cause in this establishment you never established

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

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

This is the about the price of fame
But the love for the
Is because they cannot