(You're listenin' to a High Scenic production)
Now
I don't ever wanna hear you niggas say you doubtin' shit again

Look (look), look
Fake niggas, don't show me love
And all you fake bitches, I don't want yo' hugs
I got this pistol and a gang of hunnids (hunnids)
In this drop Mercedes Benz, gettin' dumb blunted (blunted)
Don't be surprised if you don't get what you never wanted
I'm on my fifth fly whip while you ain't never stunted (stunted)
Never goin' broke, funny 'cause I never budget
'Lotta niggas 'round now that I ain't never fucked with
That's why I'm in and out of town, out in other countries
It's like the less I come around, the more I get money (money)
And I been catchin' wind lately that the FED's want me
But I'm gon' keep gettin' rich, so it's gon' get ugly (ugly)
Told my mama I'ma gang bang graduate
Pioneered the transition from this Crippin'
Wasn't easy nigga, but I mastered it
That's why I still deliver raps so passionate
Built my own lane, ain't no nigga ever hand me shit
S-S-Slauson Ave., do you understand the averages?
The fact I'm still standin' speaks volumes to my savages (savages)
We lust lavishness and aim for extravagance
Even if it's only temporary 'least we had the shit
I press the gas 'til one-sixty on the dash is hit
My bitch lit the blunt and passed the shit
Look (look), iPhone 4's and life on tour
Get five racks every night, what's the price on yours?
I'm down to splurge on my bitch, 'cause I don't wife no whores
Get the whole fall collection if she like that store
Baby, rhyme crazy, that's just how this life made me
Trust funds for Imani, in case this life take me
I live it to the fullest, never let this life break me
Thus far it's been a cold demonstration (demonstration)
Number one question now is did the fame the change me
You fuckin' right young nigga, should I be still gang bangin'?
Wait, hold up, hold that thought, take these shots
And tell my niggas S.I.P. The Marathon don't stop
Before I sell my soul, I give my life
It's been a minute but we gon' get right
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Hussle music
I'm out here on a mission and I'm all alone
I'm far from where I'm goin' and I'm far from home
Somehow I know I'm movin' in the right direction
My mama always told me I was gon' be special
I'm out here on a mission and I'm all alone
Was far from where I'm goin' and I'm far from home
Somehow I know I'm movin' in the right direction
My mama always told me I was gon' be special
Hussle
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
The motherfuckin' marathon continues
TMC, nigga
Think I'ma drop two discs on you niggas this time
I feel I can keep goin'

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Ermias Asghedom