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Lately I really been hurtin' (Hurtin') Felt like my prayers wasn't workin' (Workin') Sometimes I wanna give up early (Early) Yea But ain't no giving up early (Hell nah) I'ma just keep workin' (Workin') I know I'ma get there for certain (Yuh) Get that dough, get it urgent (Urgent) Steady growing, steady learning (Learnin') When I speak it's with a purpose (Purpose) On the mic I be surfin' (Surfin') Come to the spot, yea I'm servin' I'm in a hurry I'm ridin' dirty Nine by my side so I never worry Drugs in system my sight kinda blurry I feel dem hittin my soul is emerging I just might f*ck around and cop me a turban My niggas shooters, they shooters like Murray The money is movin it's always occurrin Eyes wide demons lurking (Lurking) If I get it then I'm splurging (Splurging) Droppin shit, rockin shit Rockin shit just like Irving Hhhhmmm, they gon hit y'all (Gon hit y'all) 19 round stick it gon split y'all (Gon split y'all) Piercing through they body like a jigsaw (Yuh yuh) The way I'm handin' dimes, I feel like Chris Paul Right out the window I can't give no info (Nah) Chopper ain't gon miss y'all Dem niggas mad they pissed off (Pissed off) Cuz they knocked they potnas' lids off Now they families got candles lit off (Got dem lit up) They finna slide for they kinfolk And the cycle just gon live on, yea yea Heavy Artillery sound just like sum missiles Better be cautious, don't get caught in da middle His body is gone, he missing, he a riddle That nigga a lame, he a bum we don't feel him Bullets fly by they heads like a whistle Whistle (Phew) Whistle (Phew) I'm floating I'm high at the ceiling Ceiling (I'm high) Ceiling I'ma keep hustling to a million (A mill) That shit you saying I'm not hearin' (I don't hear it) These niggas lame they fearin' (fearin') I see through you like a spirit (spirit) You was my dawg but you changing up That is the reason u don't hang with us Cuz that shit you did was lame as f*ck (Lame) 30 clips yea they came with us (Fah) Fat wood when I'm waking up The loud hit me like angel dust Granny gon get a new crib (On God) Gotta bless her for the things she done Solid as long as I live (Yuh) It's too late I already won They on his head like a monk (A monk) Need my pockets swole like a lump (A lump) Run it up forest gump (Gump) I'm shining bright like lightning (like lightning) Glock 43 no fighting (No fighting) They running they scared they hiding (They hiding) Steppin' on niggas won't stop it (Won't stop it) Forever gon get to that broccoli (That broccoli) That broccoli That broccoli Forever gon get to that broccoli (Yuh yuh)
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