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Life's better your niggas good, and your mama straight
I'm still 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 what you feeling different knowing you's the bread
And it's you hear niggas say he can't feel you
But in your ears he dope, just not dope enough
And the closest ho be probin you to open up
And to do so you must one up
And lonely at the top
They say me that feelin me
I eat this game and shit out
My draws got winning streaks
I'm in too deep, this industry is to a nigga
Got change like them, just but ain't 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 minimal thoughts
And my cheese gon fluctuate tho is the cause
And I'm though
And I'm too
But it's like my music made these niggas turn they pride to
Yea, ye ain't even love us
But you better respect this hustle, real nigga shit

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

See better when you know you real
I know some niggas is winning but ain't been home in
Pray they not know the feeling, on a couple million
Sipping liquids
with they money when hella finding is only trippin
Like you were flowed I bet yourself that you 60 niggas
So we keep that small and never let no squares in there
double M G, I hope they know the set
Don't you cop a second 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
They thought I wasn't winning, the full of troubles
But I do, I fucked the game and out a gold rapper
I should be my accomplishments
But a brand new Maserati got me 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 last year, all that I ask of
I you forgive me if I don't bask in this chapter
I'm a legend out Georgetown, we bout practice?
'Cause in this establishment you never established

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

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

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