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Seven Digits
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Radamiz
Featuring(s) : Dot Demo
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[?][0:02] [Radamiz] I know I been sinnin' But as long as I forgive me, I can't care about opinions We used to be so timid, thinkin' talent's all we needed Never seen a doctor perform surgery while he sneezing I been hustlin' since phone numbers was seven digits Used to smoke greens and talk multi-million visions Seen my brother break down in tears on Brownsville benches Buddha position, seeing inside me, that's just forensics I been hustlin' since phone numbers was seven digits Projects ain't have no chimneys so Santa would never visit Usually it's harder to start than it is to finish I promise this time next year, daddy, it's straight Benzes And I don't mean to make the goal sound materialistic But they raised us pessimistic, they need comfort cause they quit At ten years old I used to carry rocks to fight the witches Had a chip on my shoulder but now we just championshippin' When your heart speak to you clearly don't ask permission Sometimes to build an airport you burn bridges Puffin' shisha, open to knowing things I ain't learn yet The top is walking distance, you just scared to take the first step Skippin' up and down, can't pause the pain with a party Got cousins still brushing their teeth with the soap for they body Got cousins that gotta shower when the rainstorm comes Inherited my place in the game like the landlord's son It's hard to look on the bright side When the dark side's the bright side I'm gon' blow with the word of God and the WiFi Spit that elephant in the room shit That 90% of the people I believe in don't really do shit Make moves, don't make excuses You took 'shrooms, and saw the future An hour train ride to kick it to ya Can't pray with a time limit We all got our wars, I just learned how to rhyme with it If it's good then Jah did it I been hustlin' since phone numbers was seven digits Ahh-ahh (It's true) Ooh-ooh Hustle out here, hustle out here, hustle out here Hustlin', been hustlin', I've been hustlin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Radamiz] I been hustlin' since phone numbers was seven digits Can't keep callin' women bitches, got a little sister The devil got you sick and I'm spittin' that disinfectant Foreshadow my future, it's ironic, I see all light Rock a beanie the whole summer, your heart give me frost bites Even when your trust went left field I knew I'd be alright Mom was gettin' robbed since phones came with extensions You tried to David Blaine my chain in a millisecond Still ain't go get a weapon, bitch, I got forgiveness You pulled that move on Christmas, I see the intentions New LP poppin' like it's hired loss preventions Found out I'm the chosen One, I always steal the show but can't discount the focus, bro Sold my soul to faith, motherf*cker I been broke but I won't break, motherf*cker I know Jesus ain't Aryan I know I ain't scared no more, that's why they scared of 'em I was the kid who couldn't spend a hundred on the Nike Airs So I'd cop the bootleg Uptowns, the all-white pair My songs used for DNA tracing I know I can make it cause they made it MTA was our vacations, replay bliss as my safe haven Got love from the tastemakers Started starting, stopped blaming and complaining Stopped lying 'bout gun-waving Realized I was me and became famous Buy the White House for my youngins so shows like a fundraiser I could give a single double to the hundredth power f*ck about the clothes you rock Or who ho you got 'Cause I been, I been hustling since phone numbers was seven digits [Radamiz] Hustle now, ayy Hustle now, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy Hustle now, ayy, ayy Hustle now, ayy, ayy Hustle now, ayy, ayy Hustle now, ayy Now, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy Hustle now, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy Hustle now, ayy [Dot Demo] Ayy, look, I been hustlin' Lately been questioning blessings, can't tell which one's a curse Can't tell me nothing indulged in the pleasures of this Earth Through desperate measures we endeavor Six feet in the dirt, doubling up on worth Feel the devils pressure going to work on my premature hearse Then hit my brother from another mother Because his mother ditched the fam and left him with his brother I'll never say I understand, just help him over compensate on ways to concentrate The conscious state of mind that's gonna help us become a man The golden plan of preparation failed Still I got faith, but is it safe to say we safe from Hell? He'll never learn until intended bullets burn an the reaper sneaks in a turn Blood leaking to his sneakers put "Fresh to Death" on his urn In debt in the depths of fire where every step there's concern We down to kill for hire as long as them checks is firm You preaching to the choir if talkin' 'bout lessons learned Godly essence all thru my presence Still questioning all these blessing I've earned Self inflicted, ghetto born sadistic The kettles on, trouble's brewing plus I water whipped it He dropped a yard in the pot came back three more digits The stove is hot, but the cold is frigid Peace to the G's six-deep, died for the cause Tough lost pour the OE an visit I'm used to MetroCards but now we using metaphysics My metaphors embody how you probably really living An if it don't you probably ain't living, just wasting time But I've been hustling since phone numbers was seven digits Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I been hustlin' since phone numbers— Look, ayy
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