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I'm here to stay nigga, I'll never go Die for the gang, I'mma die for my homies Put down the guns, we gotta use fists Hop on that track and I know I won't miss Made some sacrifices, all for the gang They told me I had to get lit. Nah nah nah Bro, I got a hustle. Gotta build a future for the fam Gotta make a band for myself Gotta make a name for myself I got the talent I gotta blow up They don't understand, they don't know the grind They don't understand, they can't see the vision Girl, I make it out, I know it's my time If God got us, we know we a'ight. Yeah we a'ight Yeah, we good. In the Bentley, gotta get bottega Rockstar life, you know how I live All these bands in my pockets, my pockets lift weights All these hoes in my life, I'm gonna let go Yeah, I gotta change, I'm gonna mature It's a matter of time, I'mma be up Will you join, or will you watch me go up I'm just saying, bro, keep going The grind doesn't stop, the movement never dies The words fail, music speaks You deserve the consequences of your actions Thanks for watching