Correction Lyrics Live By by Bun B

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Yeah, L-e-dollar, mof**ker
Get your money, feed your family and just stay out the way, yeah
n***a, stay out the way (Stay out the way)
Just get your money, feed your family and just stay out the way, yeah
(Stay out the way)
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Check, uh, look

Early in the mornin’, on my first prayer
Gotta stay ahead, know the evils never play fair
Drove it way too far to put in park and sit and wait there
I could’ve got more points, was always open, but they ain’t share
n***as just be talkin’, want attention ‘cause they b*t*h-made
Not one stream of revenue, I’m gettin’ to it six ways
Last thing that my n***a told mе was I better get paid
Lost him to thе grave, like f**k this game, a n***a bein’ played
Cone full of Biscotti and some wine in my glass
b*t*h, you need to find a hobby instead of watchin’ my cash
Beamer feel like a Bugatti, digital on my dash
Smokin’ on some Abu Dhabi that I got in the stash
Gonna eat until my plate clean
Too much left to do to ever daydream
Never with the actin’, know I hate scenes
n***as late on drank and fill they bodies with that fake lean
Stayin’ out the way, I’m on my RZA, gotta make C.R.E.A.M (Yeah, yeah)

Just get your money, feed your family and just stay out the way, yeah
(Yeah) Uh, my n***a, stay out the way
Just get your money, feed your family and just stay out the way, yeah
(Stay out the way, yeah) Uh, my n***a, stay out the way
Just get your money, feed your family and just stay out the way, yeah
(Yeah) Uh, my n***a, stay out the way
Look, I ain’t got the time to play ‘cause n***as die every day (n***as die every day)
Just get your money, feed your family and just stay out the way, my n***a

Wakin’ up to another day, and I feel blessed for that
Gotta stay in my lane, hit cruise control and just relax
You can’t hold onto somethin’ that wasn’t meant for you
So, when your plans don’t fall together, what is you fixin’ to do?
Sit back and complain about milk you can’t pick up again?
Consulted by sucker n***as that always f**kin’ win?
We ain’t gon’ compromise the way that we was raised
So, we get back out on our hustle and grind for better days (Better days)
Times is hard and it ain’t finna get no softer (Softer)
Married to the game, wishin’ you left her at the alter (Alter)
Life is a b*t*h, but your ass done put a ring on it
And you just found out that she ain’t loyal, sting don’t it?
That’s the result of all the choices that you made
When you hopped off in the game and didn’t know how it was played
Maybe your ass should’ve waited until you mastered it
‘Cause now if you divorce the ho, she still gon’ leave with half of it

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