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They could never catch me off guard Even if I don't got that, I got heart I do what I do because I finish what I start To be honest I would rather mine eat than starve All those traps that we took apart I remember those times when we did it hard Only lasted til we flying the mask Call us the GST the way we took charge Late night missions, getting home early Sleep through the day then at night back to lurking Highway to hell, no exit and no turning No 9-5 but we'll still earning, we'll still earning Had a lot to keep learning All of our bridges were burning I know there burning But if you wanted it back then you know the guns were bursting Shots were sending, the drama's never ending Try off me, better hope it ends me, yeah caught snoopin' On the news, you're trending one Of us in court, trial is pending Mum's praying I get direction brah I don't know where I'm heading Pigs slide through, you know I'm jetting My crews known for that 2-11 Know I do it all day All these gronks making pave What have they done to be on this stage Tee up a RIP and swing em out the way Couldn't care less if I had something to say Fully dressed, I got that on my waist Time and place, I got time today Fold all the way and go all the way Labels wanna speak to me about music I still spin out like how did I do this Still got the 45 ready to use it Don't pull it out if you're not gonna use it One ball runner is my type of army Come to the crunch, they fold like origami I deep fried chicken like I ordered a parmi I still making flips like I'm cooking a barbie Everyone around me share the same struggle All of my equality and non of my buckle All of these dogs that were leaving me in puddles Don't matter how he got it, just respect the hustle Resume, check that I ride for the C Police taped it off 'cause my driller caused a scene Had the little dog busting shots for the team Undefeated if you know what I mean Don't beef on the net for everyone to see Just know my driller putting in OT Free my brothers, free the OC We just lost 2 soldiers, R.I.P We're good anywhere outside or in prison My brothers gave half of their life to the system I still hold it down but it still feels different We know who's about it and who isn't
Writer(s): Simeona Silapa Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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