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

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

See life better when you know you
I know some is winning but ain't been home in years
they not know the feeling, sitting on a couple million
Sipping pretentious
Ease with they money when hella finding is trippin
Like you were I bet yourself that you with 60 niggas
So we that circle small and never let no squares in there
It's M G, I hope they know the set
Don't you cop a second whip unless yo out of debt
out to my cousin Bola, be home in a minute yep
My nigga's at the Rivers correctional, that's me in that
They thought I wasn't winning, the full of troubles
But I do, I fucked the game and came out a rapper
I should be loving my
But a brand new Maserati got me on another hit
Success is like a ending battle
Well whoever at the top and if that's you you who you tryna
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 legend out Georgetown, we bout practice?
'Cause in this establishment you never established

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

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

This is the story about the of fame
But the for the dollar
Is because cannot change