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Down a long time, will turn the ground gold
Not in sight though, it’s a trip though
Remember life, hands had a chokehold
Most folks got problems than a boatload
I seen hella things ‘fore a Ocho
Always sitting sideways with the popo
Always had a good heart for the poor folks
Ghetto cribs ghetto kids with the pig roast
Everybody had money but we had less though
Fell in love with spliff, that I could flex though
Ya head up, ya feet down
Ya heartbeat, your blessed bro
(?) ya killing it, hella levels
Got (?) with ideas with other devils
Ya head up, ya feet down
Ya heartbeat, your blessed bro

Uh, the only thing really matter what the mirror say
Can’t niggas look yourself in the eyes straight
They can’t knock your hustle when ya mind great
Ayy, to get the muscle you hold ya own weight
Got a set price, never rich rate
You get the most reward from the high stakes
I sold myself low with the short gang
But I accept the play with no shame
I accept the play dawg with no fit
I never find a mistake, I find a lesson
Gotta cover your eyes, we never stressin
And be willing to run through, it’s testing
Ya head up, yea heartbeat
That’s a blessing
Ayy, you work hard, ayy you work smart
Same check gon be doubled on the next one

The fit go, the pigs go
The bread lite gotta build low
Most tryna catch hype from a sitgo
How you plan on taking flight when you sit on
And all them niggas through the rink go
No word, no show
Go slow, no go
Issa no go, issa no go
The fit go, the pigs go
The bread lite gotta build low
Most tryna catch hype from a sitgo
How you plan on taking flight when you sit on
And all them niggas through the rink go
No word, no show
Go slow, no go
Issa no go, issa no go

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