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  • feat. Mibbs (Pac Div) & Add-2
  • Just a moment I've been gone but now, baby, it's on
  • I'm on my own clocking, I know that I take too long
  • Got *****es calling me soft, haters say we fell off
  • But they know that nothing pops in A Town if we not involved
  • Keep my mouth shut and got my eyes open
  • I'm tryna help you out like 'hey, you're fly's open'
  • I'm tired of bogus niggas getting by with bogus shit
  • Like it's inspiring when that shit sound like some Bobby Rosen shit
  • We're back on our grind, I set rappers on my mind
  • I go dash all on your back and I go past you double time
  • I'm 100 miles and running, working like a husband
  • Doing absolutely fine, now I'm working on my stomach
  • Independent rapping and I'm working with a budget
  • Bust it open like the stock market and watch your money plummet
  • ***** it, niggas gotta fry, snitches gotta die
  • Give it up, give it up, give it up the pie
  • I'm just tryna get my hustle and my money right
  • I'm tryna get my hustle and my money right
  • Here come that, here come that, here come that cash
  • Here come that, I got wax out my ass
  • Here come that, here come that, here come that cash
  • Here come that, I got wax out my ass
  • Woke up to the dollar bills with a foreign ***** in them Prada heels
  • All I think about is getting to it, only real niggas how I feel
  • *****, get some act right, I'm busy getting my cash right
  • Hustle hard in my past life, I ain't slept since last night
  • I'm going, going, going, going hard till I flat line
  • Neck working on the golf course, nigga I'm on my back nine
  • Just landed in Turkey
  • Yeah, nigga, I'm that fly
  • Purple label, tailored shoes, I'm some hot G with a black tie
  • God damn it, I'm neck high, try to get my racks high
  • I don't trust nobody, I see everything like a black lie
  • Zero to a hero, nothing towards something
  • Acting like De Niro, my Hugo looking lovely
  • I'm looking for them *****es with their own shit
  • Yeah, I'm 'bout that dough, you can tell by this, go
  • You can tell by my clothes, holly shit, I'm fresh to death
  • God bless my soul
  • I'm just tryna get my hustle and my money right
  • I'm tryna get my hustle and my money right
  • Here come that, here come that, here come that cash
  • Here come that, I got wax out my ass
  • Here come that, here come that, here come that cash
  • Here come that, I got wax out my ass
  • I say I'm back and here we go on that trap and rap
  • Tryna make a crack that we living in a trap
  • We just tryna make hits like a nigga with a bat
  • And y'all don't run, shit, you get fat
  • Yeah, man, y'all I mean, I mean business
  • Matter fact I be on that dough like a Jehovah's Witness
  • But they sad when they hear a nigga spit
  • But they sad when a nigga get rich
  • Money, money, money, money make the world go round
  • I'm getting mine so you better get yours
  • Mind sharper than a switch blade
  • And I'm insane in the membrane
  • And I'm sitting by fly, one way, matter with a plane
  • Taking off like a sick day
  • What? No days off, no days off, keep 'em in line
  • We stayed up, I just play hard at the play offs
  • Then I kill them off like Adolf, thinking y'all niggas like made off
  • Singing AC AGO, a wrap up band the way we go
  • Yeah, we go, the way we flow, tell me when I go like E for all
  • Mibbs in here, check, Dot in here, check, I'm Add-2, I'm on my shit like a to do list
  • All I get is, well you know

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