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TS Supreme I just wanna get paid, I don't wanna be famous Car with the tints, yard in the sticks, I don't wanna see neighbours Get paid for rapping a bar, Jaqen H'ghar, just wanna be nameless Not yakkin' a pack in the car We took a few L's, when it happened, we laughed But we don't take it to heart 'cause it's part of the game Got stabbed at a party, ever since then, I don't party the same Still got the scars on my face It weren't my fault, but I'm partly to blame See it's either fight or it's flight It's either you fight with your heart or your brain I say how I feel, but it's hard to explain That's why I go hard in the paint I stepped in the booth, and I carved me a lane Look dawg, it's a shame they come like all their bars are the same They flex with their cars and their chains, but them man can't get yards in their name The voice for them, man make way I make noise for them Bad mind yutes, I avoided them Hard times turned us from boys to men We're just try get past, when times get hard, you just gotta go harder We just wanna get paid, we don't want no drama Steppin' in filthy, they like how I come in disgusting (come in disgusting) I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look mummy, I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling) I don't care if they feel me, the talk ain't doing me nothing (doing me nothing) I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look, mummy I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling) Steppin' in filthy, they like how I come in disgusting (come in disgusting) I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look, mummy I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling) I don't care if they feel me, the talk ain't doing me nothing (doing me nothing) I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look, mummy I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling) Smile on my face, but it's bait that they judge me Made some mistakes that were ugly But you can't think straight when you're hungry (you can't think straight) Spent days in the concrete So I give grace 'cause it came from above me It's envy and hate when they want some Keeping it close, they ain't taking it off me Shit gets hard when you're making your own way (right) Back then, I used to be certain, these days, I don't feel sure like I'm Jose (I don't feel sure) I'm just keeping it real, they ask how I am, I just say that I'm okay 'Cause it depends how I feel, look man It's either I will, or I won't say (yeah) Do what I want, I don't ask permission (why?) The ends ain't giving us hope We drink, and we smoke like it's part of tradition (damn) I give you my heart, but it's missing (right) Planned and it's part of the mission Know I ain't far, but I'm distant If you talk, then it's harder to listen, it's harder to listen (yeah) Time don't stop, and it don't wait up (it don't wait up) I looked at the pros and the cons, and it don't weigh up Don't care if it's wrong, or it's right Show me a sign 'cause I need a solution Grind cah' I need an improvement But it's light, so I'm keeping it movin' Steppin' in filthy, they like how I come in disgusting (come in disgusting) I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look mummy, I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling) I don't care if they feel me, the talk ain't doing me nothing (doing me nothing) I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look mummy, I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling) Steppin' in filthy, they like how I come in disgusting (come in disgusting) I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look mummy, I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling) I don't care if they feel me, the talk ain't doing me nothing (doing me nothing) I'm out here 'til it kills me, don't look mummy, I'm hustling (mummy, I'm hustling) TS Supreme
Writer(s): Barry Alan Gibb, Robin Hugh Gibb, Maurice Ernest Gibb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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