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Poor me, dad was gone, finally got my dad back Never that he wouldn't live long, they snatched my dad back Guidance I never had that, streets was my second home Welcomed me with open arms provided a place to crash at A place to study math at, matter fact I learned it all Burnt it all this music is where I bury the ashes at Flash back not having much, not having that Had to get some hollerest you can holla back at Holla that my Jewish lawyer do enjoy the fruit of within my cash stack Just in case a nigga got to use his rat-ta-ta-ta-tat Own boss own your, masters, slave The mentality I carry with me to this very day F**k rich lets get wealthy who else gon' feed we If I need it imma get it however god help me (and I don't need no hook for this shit!) I'm so for sure is known for sha Stay out of trouble, momma said as momma sighs Her fear her youngest son being victim of homicide But I got to get you out of here momma or imma---die Inside---and either way you lose me momma so let loose of me I got the rain our direction'll soon change To live and die in n.y. in the hustle game Hustle cane, hustle clothes, or hustle music Letras de canciones But hustle hard in any hustle that you pick Skinny nigga toothpick but, but I do lift Weight like I'm using roids Rolls Royce Keep my movements smooth while maneuvering Through all the manuers in the sewers that I grew up in Choi-ces we make trying to escape (and I don't need no hook for this shit!!!) This is not for commercial usage Please don't categorize this is music Please don't compare me to other rappers Compare me to trappers I'm more Frank Lucas than Ludacris And luda's my dude I ain't trying to diss Like Frank Lucas is cool but I ain't trying to snitch Imma follow the rules no matter how much time imma get Imma live and die with the decisions that imma pick So fuck the haven for cave in, thats why we don't speak Made men ain't supposed to make statements End of the story I followed the code cracked the safe Other niggas ain't in the game so they practice hate Leave that boy Hov alone why don't ya You don't have to if you don't want to but don't say I didn't warn ya Oh (and I don't need no hook for this shit!!!) From Letras Mania