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JAE MILLZ lyrics : "The Motivation"

Take em up town, maisy
Reporting to you live where them younging don't give a ef
Till they running head first with they loin and get an ef

Where them pretty girls feel grown once they get a chest
Think she Marylyn Monroe, posing with a cigarette
Uh, one time for the round the clock hustlers

I do it for the g's never been a fan of suckers
Born and raised in the city that never sleeps
So blame my $#&@ a pillow mentality on nyc, warrup

I am not a new artist, I've been doing this b will and kim, b was start artists
Some people catch on late though, once they realize you gonn be great
You already great though

Pure real ^!$$%, so you know I spot em, way I'm from
I believe we call that band wagon hopping
One of these fake ^!$$%s sorry, I am not them

My city know I got em, that's why everybody riding, what it is

[Hook]

I ain't worry bout nobody if they don't sit at my table with they plates
I do it for my family, my team, my hood, my city, my state
Sit and playing for em all, go hard and get my own so I ain't never gotta ball

You ain't getting where you tryina go, you need to go harder
You ain't getting where you tryina go, you need to go harder


I'm everything a man bout, rap with my arms tied behind my back
Cause I ain't looking for no hands out
True under dog so you know I understand doubt

But even with no legs, I still stand out
How do you expect me not to show my $$#
I've been dreaming this, since I used to show my bus pass

Had an unlimited metro card for my transportation
Now the coup far, sway interior like decoration
Man these ^!$$%s know my reputation, I play dirty

Ball hard like Anthony Mason
Minus the graffiti on the side of my fay
Just line me up taping my ways

Just enjoy your day, pops wasn't there for me
But mine gonn be okay
Never be a day we wake up, in mind don't see my face

One of these fake ^!$$%s sorry, I am not them
My city know I got em, that's why everybody riding, what it is


[Hook] x 2
I ain't worry bout nobody if they don't sit at my table with they plates
I do it for my family, my team, my hood, my city, my state

Sit and playing for em all, go hard and get my own so I ain't never gotta ball
You ain't getting where you tryina go, you need to go harder
You ain't getting where you tryina go, you need to go harder

Mentality of a hustler.


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