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Remember when my money would stand as dinner floss? Bag enough in the devil's kitchen Two step with my fingers crossed Please, Lord, keep my mind right They say where we at the darkest, that where you shine light! Wow, I say, these bottles poppin', these hoes lookin' She doing lines till her nose crooked, damn Done done it all, I done say too much, boy So those angry faces don't face me nigga Everybody sayn I'm brand new, oh Guess that's what's getting this cash due When you from where I'm from you do anything that you have too You overgrind and make sure your money outlast you Family second, my grind first No matter how much, that line hurts Clock tickin', ain't no time for no time kill Cause my family across me be way cross my grind real Shit, just keepin' it real wit my self If I don't keep it real with me I'm gon' keep it real with everyone else let's do it, come on It's too many squared niggas just runnin' around It's crazy, that fast lane gone slow me down Aw, keepin' it real while I face the traffic SongtexteNeed a lil' dot, square face's a magic Put up on the scene, but the trace are tragic Backed out laughin', but my heart was jumpin' A nigga had a feelin' I was startin' somethin' Hustlin', movin', H.G.Well, I woke up next mornin' All the niggas in jail I slowed up, nervous fuck, I could have swole up Took the bitter, I could have chose up From that day on, I never froze up I just stay on my lane like I'm taught to do Play that role and they chuckle you Snapped a couple niggas and I fought a few Bad looking like bad luck for you All these fake smiles gangsta vouchin' A nigga neva ready for the gangsta pouchin' All up in yo business, tryna scrape the cash Watch yo back when you separate the fountain I'dda seen it all, wanna prove you tied, The OG's only keep OD's in line Lil' homies wid it, ain't used to bustin' The don't remember you when you was out there thuggin' Run these streets, look at these rap niggas Talkin' shit, forgot about the scrap, nigga Big homie, I kick back, nigga Apartment, like looky, let me at, niiga You ain't learn shit cause you ballin', boy You ain't even hit ? Bout to be a long night, all that, boy Was headin' to the studio, all that boy Shit, just keepin' it real wit my self If I don't keep it real with me I'm gon' keep it real with everyone else let's do it, come on It's too many squared niggas just runnin' around It's crazy, that fast lane gone slow me down Aus Songtexte Mania