Lyrics

This is for my seven day a week, Always on they grind niggas Sacrifice it all, Just so we can shine niggas. Takin' care of their kids On that 9 to 5 nigga I made this here for you 'Cause you all my niggas Now I don't stress over these hoes I obsess over these flows I may as well be Messi 'Cause I got so many goals And I gotta reach 'em all Like I'm Ash Ketchum Cause in this life you get one shot And this my last second Now watch me pass go, get my dough, break my daddy out of jail Buy my mama a new house, somewhere in the Berkeley Hills Take my niggas 'cross the world Then come back and pay my bills Level up on everybody And remain real See don't let 'em take your soul, take your soul, got damn Better fight it and don't let 'em make you fold, got damn Break the mold got damn, Break the mold, got damn Don't let 'em take your soul, take your soul, got damn Said don't let 'em take your soul, I said don't let 'em take your soul, god damn I said don't let 'em take your soul, I said don't let em This is for my day one, ride or die, Free the ankle niggas Used to have to spam And eat cup noodles for dinner Hit my mama house to do my laundry In the winter Still on my auntie couch but I'm gonna get out in a minute We was on that block tryna make a way, make a way out Granny died, had to tell mama "It's okay now" What you know about no lights and water at 16 And no car to drive when you got a girl, but you chasing a dream And you grown as fuck and they tell you to get a job and quit playing And your bank account is so Immature 'cause that shit ain't got no sense And every nigga 'round your city hate on you just for being yourself But you can't stop and you won't stop, you just tighten up your belt But you can't stop and won't stop, you just tighten up your belt
Writer(s): James Brown, Dallas Austin, Colin Wolfe, Unknown Splits, Joi Gilliam, Sonje Marie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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