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Life's better when your niggas good, and mama straight
I'm honestly looking 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 rare you hear niggas say he can't feel you
But in your ears like he dope, not dope enough
And the ho would be probin you to open up
And to do so you roll one up
And lonely at the top
They say me that they me
I eat this and shit this out
My draws got winning streaks
I'm in too deep, this industry is to a nigga
Got change them, just but ain't changed like them nigga
They only with my old shit cuz I'm on shit
But I was potent in '06, niggas slow as
Now my dreams is nothing more than minimal
And my cheese gon fluctuate tho sleep is the
And I'm tired
And I'm too
But it's my music made these niggas turn they pride to fool
Yea, ye ain't even gotta us
But you better this motherfucking hustle, real nigga shit

for suckers
Satisfaction's for
And ye don't even love us
But you will respect 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 they not the feeling, sitting on a couple million
Sipping liquids
Ease with 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 whip unless yo mama out of
Shout out to my Bola, be home in a minute yep
My nigga's at the Rivers correctional, me in that vent
They thought I winning, the crew full of troubles
But I do, I fucked the and came out a gold rapper
I should be loving my
But a brand new Maserati got me on another hit
Success is like a never battle
whoever 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 me if I don't bask in this chapter
I'm a legend out Georgetown, we talkin practice?
in this establishment you ain't never established

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

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

is the story about the price of fame
But the for the dollar
Is they cannot change