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OMB Peezy
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Look, starvin’ ain’t an option If I’m hungry, I’m robbin’ Bet I stake out your house at late night, waitin’ for you to come by And I was taught to make a way out of no way Ain’t have a dollar, they would treat me like a throwaway Was stuck in the mud, ain’t no choice but to hustle (to hustle) You play with that money, gon’ force me to bust you (to bust) And one of my close n***as crossed me, forced me to cut him off (forreal) You never took a loss then you ain’t no f**kin’ boss Aye, we went hard cause we ain’t have no choice Lil’ bih, keep that pu**y moist I was tryna kick some game, they act like they ain’t hear my voice I had bigger dreams, f**k the Honda, tryna slide the Royce Where I’m from, it’s eat or starve, n***a you ain’t got no choice All we know is get you a role, n***as on probation, parole That thought’ll make them lil’ fish swole We heard about you slangin’ them bowls Cappin’ get a tag on your toe You ain’t heavy rat Might hear about your main n***a f**kin’ your hoe Aye, you ain’t ready for them killas waitin’ outside of your door Gang up, 10-pole end up on your back if you slow If you lose, take it lit, turn and rest you a hoe They got us splittin’ between the fam and the bros when you blow Look, starvin’ ain’t an option If I’m hungry, I’m robbin’ Bet I stake out your house at late night, waitin’ for you to come by And I was taught to make a way out of no way Ain’t have a dollar, they would treat me like a throwaway Was stuck in the mud, ain’t no choice but to hustle (to hustle) You play with that money, gon’ force me to bust you (to bust) And one of my close n***as crossed me, forced me to cut him off (forreal) You never took a loss then you ain’t no f**kin’ boss (Aye you know this sh*t been gettin’ crazy) I keep me a weapon I cannot leave my lil’ boy Move smart cause this sh*t be gettin’ hectic My mama called me when I’m flexin’ Like boy put that money up So there ain’t nobody gettin’ close He gon die while they runnin’ off I can’t sleep Put em up first time, he slipped, bet we gon’ slide Better watch yo feet Swear to God, first time you trip, b*t*h you gon’ die I’m grabbing my partners Work that choppa Set your whole block up on fire We gotta burn so many Trojans you gon’ think my b*t*h kicked me out We livin’ hard, we had no choice but to get it Our life is short, so we tote them rods with extensions They don’t even try to understand how we livin’ Look at our block and you don’t see nothin’ but killin’ Look, starvin’ ain’t an option If I’m hungry, I’m robbin’ Bet I stake out your house at late night, waitin’ for you to come by And I was taught to make a way out of no way Ain’t have a dollar, they would treat me like a throwaway Was stuck in the mud, ain’t no choice but to hustle (to hustle) You play with that money, gon’ force me to bust you (to bust) And one of my close n***as crossed me, forced me to cut him off (forreal) You never took a loss then you ain’t no f**kin’ boss
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