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[Talkin: Nipsey] Yea... Me and my nigga Renpaul Was on the way to tha studio... And cause had that wiz and curren$y mixtape in the tape deck Cd changer... and I heard this beat I'm like wut tha fuck Yaa! Ya kno only thought it's right for my 58000 legues Shit hear we go [Verse:] 7 days a week 7 different freaks But I got tired of fuckin hoes So I just smoke and count my cheese Watchin Godfather leather coutches flat screens I say I'm on this marathon she asked me wut does that mean Ain't no puff and pass please Roll yo own and I'll do tha same girl Get on that Marlon Brando and stop tryin to pick my brain Yo boyfriend is a lame that's why you not used to this game And if you lookin for me I'll be first class on a plane Exne my landin gear cause I don't need no runway My final destination is some clouds and some one way Fuckin with them streets ain't no stranger to this gunplay But now I eat these beats and I don't never take a lunch break Letras de cancionesBack to back swisher sweets never on no sober shit Post traumatic stress I feel like that's wut I'm coppin with So I smoke tha best Impossible not to notice this 30 thousand feet up across the atlantic ocean with a pack of swishers ROLLED! And a box that I ain't even open yet I'm tryin to live my life so when it's over I don't got no regrets Keys to success Multiply whitch you approach it with Got to roll the dice But the first time that you can go legit Seize tha oppertunity beleave and take control of it Then get on yo marathon and grind it till it's over with Nappa Valley Doche My cup runnith over with My trunk is in my roof HEY You kno who you rollin with Hussle [Singing: Nipsey] I know a place we can go Where you can be yo self And you ain't gotta worry We ain't gotta rush cause we not in no hurry You can't be afraid to let go You gotta let go of yo self But you ain't gotta worry Cause this gone take some time but we not in no hurry 58000 This marathon continues From Letras Mania