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Now I've been through so much shit in my life dog and I can't take it And I can see my goals right in front of my eyes, talking I'm gonna make it And you can bet your box of dollars, that I won't quit, nah, not me And I'm a keep pushing, hustling, [?] my grind, yeah Triple black [?] in the city day dreaming Sipping [?] duck behind the [?] Ride in the 2012 hell they ain't seen it Rolling on a arm blue [?] Folder [?] when I ride by Pistol on me, see my haters through my side eye I just drive by, all my bitches top notch Reminiscence how I'm living boy does time fly In a state of mind, or in a state 95 In conversation with gods who stay in suit and ties 7 figures, I'd figured that I would beat the odds Sorry that's your lady fucking over nigga broads Never mind me, I'm just a black man Let them tell it I won't make it less I'm [?] skin Say my past I jealous of all my future plans Cause I'm 7 figures up they say I never care I'm involved with them conversations So when they talking phantoms I just might elaborate it Dream chasing, fuck haters, mama crib gave it [?] had 2 babies looking like they damn daddy Still at it, the swag is so illmatic, it's so illmatic Letras de cancionesI'm day dreaming the instrumental [?] Now I've been through so much shit in my life dog and I can't take it And I can see my goals right in front of my eyes, talking I'm gonna make it And you can bet your box of dollars, that I won't quit, nah, not me And I'm a keep pushing, hustling, [?] my grind, yeah Back at it, feeling like crack addicts Doing your main lady, I'm sorry, it's bad habits She in love with the life, I deliver the type I'm addicted to money, I usually say it twice, yeah Lord blessed me in the major way, negotiation with money My only major pain Now my lady's problems ain't that damn bad Went from time to find a dollar to them brown bags Now it's louie, [?] every hand bag Ask my lady, she gonna do whatever I desire Rip that ass like a brand new pair work pliers [?] twice highers [?] Asian bitch who love street fighters 23 I've been through hell and back Still I promise mama [?] back Now I've been through so much shit in my life dog and I can't take it And I can see my goals right in front of my eyes, talking I'm gonna make it And you can bet your box of dollars, that I won't quit, nah, not me And I'm a keep pushing, hustling, [?] my grind, yeah. From Letras Mania