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My occupations dirty shoes Kicking up dirt from makin moves This is my life no paper view I'm shining right through better make some room People like me never had no cool I'm just doing what I'm raised to do I got to kick back an embrace the view Breaking all rules, got to pay my dues My occupations dirty shoes Kicking up dirt from makin moves This is my life no paper view I'm shining right through better make some room People like me never had no cool I'm just doing what I'm raised to do I got to kick back an embrace the view Breaking all rules, got to pay my dues Word around town I'ma drop 100 rounds When I get up on a mic make 'em all sit down Bass too loud make it shake the ground from waves I make with the way it sounds Watch yo mouth you don't know about me Working all day, got to make ends meet Got to stay up late for the deals I make What you know about that with the goals I take Working every hour of the day Every second matters in this game Never take a minute when I break Never slowing down everything's at stake I never look back with the wrongs I made 10 toes down every track I make You cross that line better look both ways I waste no time ball bat to the face If I apologize I'm only lying Dropping everyone that's not supplying All my work is slowly start to climbing Hang 'em up the rack to get to drying Drop 'em in the woods the birds are flying Standing over you I'm testifying Can make it in this game there's no denying Dedications worth qualifying My occupations dirty shoes Kicking up dirt from makin moves This is my life no paper view I'm shining right through better make some room People like me never had no cool I'm just doing what I'm raised to do I got to kick back an embrace the view Breaking all rules, got to pay my dues My occupations dirty shoes Kicking up dirt from makin moves This is my life no paper view I'm shining right through better make some room People like me never had no cool I'm just doing what I'm raised to do I got to kick back an embrace the view Breaking all rules, got to pay my dues Why does it feel like when I get on a song Everybody has to hate on what I'm doing Nobody said you got to like me I'm just doing me
Writer(s): Trae Villarreal Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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