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(That's Chucks) Sleepy eyes, heavy heart with a heavy mind Sleepy eyes, heavy heart with a heavy mind People talk, they just talk, but hide online Little bro in the court, he's facing life Firearms, foreign cars, he's down to ride Beat the charge, beat the odds, tryna live this life Sacrifices that I made for the money All this shit that we did for the money All the times we jugged in the rain for the money All the wins and all the losses on the roads And I used to pull up to my nitties on the roads All rainy days, pedal bike and a coat All nowadays, it ain't that, nowadays, it's all that Now I like this money tall, now I gotta play my role I got people depending on me for the dough I got fam on me, expecting more So I'm out all night, bossed up for them all, ah Sleepy eyes, heavy heart with a heavy mind People talk, they just talk, but hide online Little bro in the court, he's facing life Firearms, foreign cars, he's down to ride Beat the charge, beat the odds, tryna live this life SongtexteSacrifices that I made for the money All this shit that we did for the money All the times we jugged in the rain for the money, ah Chase those riches No more wishes, guilty pleasures Fucking on sisters, didn't know they're sisters They ain't got my interest, interested in rizzics Got my brothers out here doing bad with good intentions Tying up a witness and we take him off the hit list We ain't built the same, I'm that limited edition I'm the exclusive, hit the trap and get to whipping Hit the trap and get to bagging (Ooh) Hit the trap and get to ba— (Ooh) Hit the trap and get to bagging Hit the trap and get to ba— (Ooh) Sleepy eyes, heavy heart with a heavy mind People talk, they just talk, but hide online Little bro in the court, he's facing life Firearms, foreign cars, he's down to ride Beat the charge, beat the odds, tryna live this life Sacrifices that I made for the money All this shit that we did for the money All the times we jugged in the rain for the money, ah Aus Songtexte Mania