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This one's for the struggle
This one's for the hustlers

I like my Hennessy straight, baby, without no chaser
Got no time for love, 'cause I'm in love with the paper
So go 'head, leave, I'll be right here when you wake up
Still hustlin' every single bit of that [?]

'Cause I'm on my grind (My grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind)
Because i'm on my grind (My grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind, my grind)
Because I'm on my—

Yeah, I struggled a lot (Yeah), so I'm puffin' on pot
And inhalin' the smoke, and not carin' at all (See)
I got problems, but a b*t*h ain't one ('Cause)
If she's in love with mе, then the b*t*h ain't dumb (Ha)
'Cause I nеver had an ex that i ain't made c*m
Just like I never had a sl*t that I kissed with tongue
See, there's rules to the G code, and every G knows
You treat a ride-or-die different than your ski ho (Yes)
So I got three hoes that give me deep throat
And then they leave 'til the next time I creep though (Wow)
I got a mean flow, and way too much ambition (Plus)
Marine's instinct, and hustler's intuition (Continue)
I got a fighter's heart (And?), and a killer's vision (What else?)
And a soldier's pride (And?), and a teacher's wisdom
And a legend's mind, and nothin' else is missin' (Except?)
Except for open ears, I like when people listen

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