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Welcome to 1stCla** Oh Lord, JetsonMade another one! Come take a ride Just get inside, sit back and?vibe You?tryna slide I see?that pain, deep in yo' eyes These?n***as snakes Laugh in your face, it's all disguise I spend that cake Cause I can't take it when I die Can't f**k with fakes Sh*t, I couldn't shake it if I tried I'm so impatient I can't wait, ain't got no time From rags to riches I could never cheat the grind Seems like the Reaper keeping time Tryna' hit my people, 'fore it's mine I know sometimes that street sh*t make you wanna crash out But think about yo life before you flash out He don't give no f**ks, cause he ain't got nothing out here to stand on You ain't no man, homie - you grown? then put yo pants on I'm active in this sh*t, I'm gon' get hands on (yuh) And if I did it, you ain't gon' hear it in no damn song Oh, you don't give a f**k 'bout nothing, then you damn wrong Cause every soldier stand for something if he stand strong I'm tryna' run me up a check and put my mans on And watch yo' mouth, cause disrespect - that sh*t don't last long I drop a bag on n***as neck, until my cash gone I done got steady with that bag though, so I don't think 'bout going broke Come take a ride Just get inside, sit back and vibe You tryna' slide I see that pain, deep in yo' eyes These n***as snakes Laugh in your face, it's all disguise I spend that cake Cause I can't take it when I die Can't f**k with fakes Sh*t, I couldn't shake it if I tried I'm so impatient I can't wait, ain't got no time From rags to riches I could never cheat the grind Seems like the Reaper keeping time Tryna' hit my people, 'fore it's mine I'm just like Ali in this sh*t, we can go toe to toe They hit at us, we hit at them - we gon' go blow for blow And I'm a shark, these n***as shrimps if we was in the ocean Gotta put this sh*t in motion I found my wave, and now I'm still strokin' Don't let 'em knock you off yo' pivot, gotta keep your focus He ain't really 'bout that sh*t he spittin' - he just talk the coldest It's really life - that ain't my city, we walk through the smoke These n***as b*t*hes, they don't even know the cost we pay to stay afloat It ain't no guides or no books to being a real n***a Just take yo' consequences and you deal with them You make f**ked up decisions, then you live with 'em Better keep that steel with you, it's lil' n***as in that field with it Come take a ride Just get inside, sit back and vibe You tryna' slide I see that pain, deep in yo' eyes These n***as snakes Laugh in your face, it's all disguise I spend that cake Cause I can't take it when I die Can't f**k with fakes Sh*t, I couldn't shake it if I tried I'm so impatient I can't wait, ain't got no time From rags to riches I could never cheat the grind Seems like the Reaper keeping time Tryna' hit my people, 'fore it's mine (uh, uh, uh) These n***as be creepin', they be lying These b*t*hes grimy, and they slimy Don't waste my time, ain't got no time
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