I'm tryina get it how I'm living
And these n*ggas tryina hold me back
n*ggas run but they ain't saying nothing
Still I ain't going out like that
So if it goes and I gotta hit them up
'Cause I ain't playing round if it's about my paper
I need it right now 'cause I never get enough
So if I'm the house no doubt it's danger
My n*gga what, my n*gga what
Chip off the old block, sit on my cold shoulder
Minute your road blocks, minutes to roll over
So when the chips fall, still holding composure
Middle of whift draw, feeling I've grown closer
To know closure
Doors open, I'm going in
Looking for an outlet, reasons I ain't out yet
Yeah, been calculating steps on a paper route
Running my numbers, more or less, tryina make it count
And you could take that to the bank, making otherwise
They keep sleeping and I'm singing you a lullaby
Until I rest my case, let me address my stress
To hardpress the plate
I put that work in, better check the resume
For the record, separating feathers from the heavyweight
For heaven's sake, I'm hell raising
Tell Satan I need it, got that fire if you need it
Till that fire get extinguished, genius!
I'm tryina get it how I'm living
And these n*ggas tryina hold me back
n*ggas run but they ain't saying nothing
Still I ain't going out like that
So if it goes and I gotta hit them up
'Cause I ain't playing round if it's about my paper
I need it right now 'cause I never get enough
So if I'm the house no doubt it's danger
My n*gga what, my n*gga what
Yeah, back to the drawing board, starving that's an artist for
More than I can bargain for
I'm charging them out the store
Memories the bittersweet
This industry of b*tch make
n*ggas who mean sh*t to me
Just in the way of getting pay
Like it ain't no way around
You dead if you make a sound
See red if I paint the town
You bet it I lay them down
Who better will sink or drown
Flow is over they head
Might blow your high if you don't know the ledge
Rumor has it the urban legend
You heard it that heard it right
Catching bodies of rappers after I murder a mike
Third strike, I'm burying the hatchet
And worry with the burden, I'm just carrying the casket
Next to getting drastic, the goal is getting tougher
The dough is getting lower, they want you to go under
Just uttering the truth, motherf*cker did I stutter?
Nothing but bad news, the coverage is uncovered
You like it then I love it, f*ck!
I'm tryina get it how I'm living
And these n*ggas tryina hold me back
n*ggas run but they ain't saying nothing
Still I ain't going out like that
So if it goes and I gotta hit them up
'Cause I ain't playing round if it's about my paper
I need it right now 'cause I never get enough
So if I'm the house no doubt it's danger
My n*gga what, my n*gga what
Yeah, going for broke to get this money I mean
I see it coming and go
To keep a hundred but twenty
Think of people I owe
Reasons for need in this dough
Breaking bread with the brothers
And taking care of these babies
Even if we ain't with their mommies
So f*ck the world with no rubber
But as I'm coming correct
About 100 mouths are running
Till they wrote me a check
I know that paper brings problems
Show some love and respect
Hating can lead to last year
I was in the bloodiest death
What a mess, but nonetheless
sh*t get ugly I'm fine
Find me calm and collect
All this money in mine
It's chilling ping and the pills
Who keeping me in the building
Resilient, still be, skilled and I'm brilliant
Real sh*t, I'm ill
Sick of dealing with the lamers
And it's really how I feel in the field of countenance
Minute I hit the kills switch dead man walking
Lay that murder game down and put the nail in the coffin!
I'm tryina get it how I'm living
And these n*ggas tryina hold me back
n*ggas run but they ain't saying nothing
Still I ain't going out like that
So if it goes and I gotta hit them up
'Cause I ain't playing round if it's about my paper
I need it right now 'cause I never get enough
So if I'm the house no doubt it's danger
My n*gga what, my n*gga what
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