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(feat. Bun B, Devin the Dude) Yeah... [Bun B] Now I could talk about, a car or some paint Maybe jewelry that I bought, that you probably can't The broads that I fuck, the people that I meet But that shit won't help a young nigga, survive on the street I can tell you bout how many, blocks I bled with the crack Stood outside every night, trying to get myself a stack But when niggas run up on you, with that thang to your back Is your motherfucking ass, fin to know how to react See hustling is some shit, that a nigga is born with Not some game from a song, you can try to get on with Now you can buy every song, bout crack ever made But if it ain't in your heart, you ain't fins to get paid Now read some Iceberg Slim, it might get you a bitch But you'll never have a stable, you'll never be rich Memorize all your Screw tapes, it won't make you a G Cause niggas dying out here, trying to be they favorite MC [Hook x2: Devin the Dude] Do whatever you please, say whatever you want But don't fake, don't front naw Cause it ain't hard to get touched, to get roughed up SongtexteTo get fucked up, y'all [Trae] Lately I've been zoning, trying to get away from all of the pressure These wanna-be G's that wanna-be MC's, need to get they shit together It's whatever, niggas thinking they thugging cause they crunk off Pac And everytime they step out on the block, they be the first to get shot I don't know what you thinking, but dog we keep it gangsta for real We took everything that we lived, and then supplied it with skills I don't need no handout, cause I grind and I can shine on my own Everything I talked about the memory, I ain't just make up no song Better check my bloodline, everything I represent might get you shut down Been in the midst of guerillas, respected I never backed down I'm faithfully mobbing, while y'all be faithfully faking Perpetrating trying to play that roll, will get your life faithfully taken And dismissed bitch, you don't wanna get caught up in that street hype If you ain't been in these streets, then you won't make it in that street life I'm telling you mayn, better leave that dick-riding alone And go on and do what you do, and take your fraud ass back home [Hook x2] [Trae] A lot of thangs be on my mind, all the time Move around, a lot of niggas be out here lying All the time, so they can shine But as long, as they don't cross that line Anytime, I don't pay you no mind I just gotta be me, niggas you need to be you What you lying fo' [Hook x2] Aus Songtexte Mania