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Ooh, RJ RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin', man Yeah, my teacher said I'll never make it I got niggas prayin' that I never make it Came up with a plan, we was playin' basic Only way through a jam for every man is patience Niggas hustle, niggas doin' scams Got it with my cousin, he was doin' time Used to watch my uncle shoot up, he was doin' grams Ain't nobody help us out when we was doin' bad Yeah, now we doin' fine I knew that I'd get my blessings all in due time They say never rest your head if you sell there Food stamps, Medicaid, no welfare Yeah, it was hell here Risk my life for this shit? Nigga, hell yeah I was destined for this shit since the fourth grade Got indicted, mama cried every court date, nigga Had friends turn they backs on me Couple oldhead niggas put racks on me You could never understand what my pain like Shot a nigga, then got shot in the same night Why the fuck you think I ride with that pole on me? It's all eyes on me like I stole somethin' Put my faith in the streets and got let down The only thing that's for certain is the road money Came up off a pound and a couple juggs Karo'ed the whole town, me and Uncle Mud Had niggas' favorite rappers come and cop from me We was fuckin' niggas up, they ain't know what it was Facts, every nigga with me strapped, I put 6 Mile on my back Bitch, it's Icewear, twenty chains on my neck Hundred in that chop, extra thirty in that MAC Told y'all boys when I get home, yeah, it's over R.I.P. Lo, gotta do this shit for Soda AP blowin', new Patek full of boulders What I spent for it, could've went and bought a Rover, nigga Get to trippin' in the club, what them Xans do Put some money on your head, what them bands do Yeah, talk behind your back, that's what friends do Yeah, I'll shoot a nigga and got hands too Got indicted, hit my lawyer with a hundred K Everybody turned they back like they run away Feds boxed a nigga out like Money May' Then niggas left me behind like I'm runnin' late I'll drop shit myself, I don't need no niggas Ain't bringin' shit to the table, I don't feed no niggas Yeah, niggas clique hoppin', can't believe them niggas Yeah, wrap them niggas up, white key them niggas What I look like helpin' a nigga who won't help hisself? What I look like blessin' a nigga who won't bless hisself? How I look fuckin' with niggas who gon' point the finger? All I know is loyalty, I don't know nothin' else Yeah, I don't know nothin' else All I know is gettin' money, I don't know nothin' else I just want the money, don't want nothin' less Never settle for a bitch who want somethin' else Yeah, I want the world, nigga Do it for my baby girl, nigga Yeah, and my son too Gotta stand tall for my mom too, nigga Drank God What? Yeah
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