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A hundred thousand hours and I'm done with this shit Except the police I ain't running from shit Don't rock a rollie But I'm known for rock n rolling, I ain't over this bitch Known for throwing heat like Nolan And controlling the pitch (Tune it up) Known to jet Own a rare fleet Leaving paw prints there when I stomp with my bare feet (I'm like a bear) Find me in heaven where the stairs meet I'm a rare breed Kicks bump and snares bleed Start the day with a beat Before the feeling goes away from me I hope you understand I eat And making heat I take things well, but not defeat The earth is flat as fuck ( I don't know) I spent my life making good times with the baddest luck Did the same shit till I had enough Till I had to change shit Rearrange SongtexteAnd get my status up Uh Make a lot and keep the baddest tucked In the cut On a rainy day I have em stuck Had it good I ain't have it rough From the hood Didn't have to bluff Listen Everything I write's prescription I'll only write the script If the shit fits the description It's instinct and intuition See me fail That's what they're into wishing Never bailed or had an intermission Never stale and nothing dull about me Rep my city and my county Dumbing out for those who doubt me I'm from the west Fuck what the rest feel Got the best deal Closers out of left field Start the day with a beat Before the feeling goes away from me I hope you understand I eat and making heat I take things well, but not defeat Aus Songtexte Mania