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You say you got that work, but don't hustle Want to be a buff boy, all muscle When it comes to the crunch cuz, you're all buckle Never take your own risks like a stunt double I ain't even got time to waste, oh no I'm just chasing them figures But watch all of these drillers Get bodied by a singing n***a I grew up in the six eight Momma working three jobs in six days Just to pull up with a big steak on the dinner plate And momma I want to repay you this way And no more drama Coming with the heat no lava Yeah I made a promise to papa Imma do this for my family and my brothers I don't want to see my blood go broke Same as my **** and If I had it my way I would make sure they're good I made it here on my own SongtexteI came straight from the hood and Now they trying to ride my wave Yeah, I knew they would I be kicking early in the morning Man on a mission like in Utah And I'm giving all of y'all a warning Better kick back, better Woosa Yeah they try to kick me on my way down And now they trying to grab me on my way up But I made a promise to papa So I ain't got time for no haters You say you got that work, but don't hustle Want to be a buff boy, all muscle When it comes to the crunch cuz, you're all buckle Never take your own risks like a stunt double I ain't even got time to waste, oh no I'm just chasing them figures But watch all of these drillers Get bodied by a singing n***a I grew up in the six eight Momma working three jobs in six days Just to pull up with a big steak on the dinner plate And momma I want to repay you this way And no more drama Coming with the heat no lava Yeah I made a promise to papa Imma do this for my family and my brothers Who's the competition How they going to match me, I'm holy spirit, gifted Let's be realistic, if it wasn't for the Lord and all his mercy I wouldn't even be in this position Remember when we kicked it Then they turned to fake one's I had to keep my distance Stepped into maturity to gain a better wisdom Still put to the vision Cause I was sick as statistics If I couldn't do better Then be a victim in prison Like who are they kidding If I wasn't a church boy I would be drilling If my mom didn't work hard I would be dealing But now they trying to know How I am and how I'm living Who I am, where I'm from What I do And I hope that they'll find out What's my name, where I'm from Who's my crew And I know they'll find out All this talk about killing and the drama I ain't got no time for that I got time just for stacking them dollars Yeah I got some time for that Yeah I got some time for that Aus Songtexte Mania