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Go hard or go home [x16]


[Verse 1:]
As I get comfy on the track
Rather $#&@ with raw wouldn't comfy with the crack

Yea, never clumsy with the pack
That's prolly why a ^!$$% so clumsy with the stacks
Yea, so clumsy with them racks

Though I aim anywhere so clumsy with the straps
Half a life sentence a half on my lap
Plus I got half of the task on my back

They ain't got nuttin but time, the $#&@ is that
I'd rather be in jail then broke, this %#@! is wack
&&^(le only word for ya dog, this %#@! is crack

Use to hide em up in my crib, the real is back

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[Verse 2:]
Peel the top off the pot jus like a lobster

Off white substance side n it ain't pasta
Damn right he know what he doin look at his posture
Man we jus happy we back ^!$$% I got ya

What u got in ya trunk sound like an opra
Way u stay stuntin on ^!$$%s deserves an Oscar
Yo I smoke all day jus like a rosta

And u know it's M.O.B. live like a mobster
Tell me how them project ^!$$%s live like the doctors
Studied them projects ^!$$%s we got our doctorates

Yea the streets write a book I be the author
Think I'll call it SLP stunt like my patnas


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[Verse 3:]

Dear lord heavenly father please forgive me
Can't turn back on em now these ^!$$%s feel me
Never dream of lettin em down that %#@!'ll kill me

First year the money was dirty but now it's filthy
Dear heavenly father you know the real me
The use to hide it in the attic half a mill me

The use to get it in before the deal me
Now ^!$$%s actin like I owe em tell em bill me
Back up on our grind we put the worst behind us

No direct eye contact he might blind us
Risk it all everyday of the week so don't remind us
Street ^!$$%s we be in the streets that's where ya find us


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