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Yuh This goes out to all my workaholic ass niggas You know We gotta get up and get that bread You heard 6 in the morning I need me some coffee Coffee These people keep talking like they wanna stop me Stop me I grind for my goals everyday Talking to me better come wit a pay 6 in the morning I need me some coffee These people keep talking like they wanna stop me I grind for my goals everyday Talking to me better come wit a pay Math is the only class I paid attention But watch on your P's and Qs School wasn't for me but I wasn't snooze Huh Huh School wasn't for me but I wasn't snooze Life is a struggle so I had to choose Making a mili wit my nigga Zues No Ludacris when I'm telling you Move Bitch I am on a mission This shit turn into addiction Multiplying M's Got me feeling all essential Being broke is only mental 60k for my new benz Huh Yuh Got em asking me if I be selling dope I said nigga no! Look into your vision i am talking ur peripheral Ya Ya Ya Ya I'm the economy, niggas was doubting me Now they all follow me, F*ck your apologies Niggas they wanna be part of this circle But you can't do that if you walk only verbal You can't do that if u walk only verbal 6 in the morning I need me some coffee Coffee These people keep talking like they wanna stop me Stop me I grind for my goals everyday Talking to me better come wit a pay 6 in the morning I need me some coffee These people keep talking like they wanna stop me I grind for my goals everyday Talking to me better come with a pay I'm getting that money that cheese that guala All of your boys are mostly imposters All of your homies wake up in impalas And me and my homies wake up to the dollars Its time to get up and go get you a bag Aint no more talking about picking up slack The most on my hit list is saying is cash The goal for the future is riding a benz Huh Wanna talk money but you be impediment Worse than a females statues who is celibate Thumbin through blues and greens they all benjimens F*ck anybody who says its embezzlement Yea F*ck anybody who says its embezzlement Bitch Poppen them bottles you know its mescato My brother my blood you know he chicano He paper chasin all the way to toranto Some workaholic niggas thats on my momma You play with yo life let me call up the reaper I pray to my lord like im preaching a preacher You talk about women no garden of eden Theres snakes in yo grass so you better go clean it F*ck wit a nigga like me I'm a demon i walk amgonst men so i raised up a legion Hold on pause keep it composed Not everybody's gonna know what you know Remember that money's a mind of its own So don't let that shit go in and take in control Cause you already know how that shit gonna go How that shit go? How that shit go? How that shit go? How that shit go? How that shit go Taking your mind and it will take all your soul Ticking on time got you moving too slow Batter these niggas i'm baking in doe These people don't know me they call me john doe Whao! Stacking the cheddar these niggas are fed up They coming around when it starts to get betta I promise these niggas they aint finna catch up I put it on mommy my vrother we betta Huh I do not do no comparison Learn from mistakes you be thinking embarrassing Thats why my pockets are filled with dead presidents Yea Dead body niggas all up in the premisis Money the wave so im talking new element Open your mouth if you talk about estiments Aint with the deal so you joining the sediment Bitch
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