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(Hook) I chase that money every day I wake Oh I keep my pistol on me, yea yea And I just won’t stop until my family straight That’s just how I’m raised baby And these niggas got me fucked up if they don’t think I’m grinding Dude you must be fucked up if you don’t see me shinin Never runnin to feds who told em my people have crimes That’s just how I’m raised baby (Verse) I done been through hell and back but now a nigga still learn Hope the Lord watch over me cuz I’mma need his nurse And I’mma put this real shit and this one in my verse That’s just how I’m raised Ain’t never snitched or told on my dawg Ain’t never copped a P to get off Ain’t never testified on no stand Ain’t never point a hand at no man I done seen gangstas, niggas turn stay Seen some friends who turned into snakes I ain’t never took for granted no days Start getting money, them niggas will hate Pray every day cuz a youngin do sin Trap with that 40, don’t need I’m a friend Rack up a millie then do it again Letras de cancionesCopped a Ferrari, I call that revenge Wake up, I’m thinkin the Lord’s giving Kiss my lil daughter then hoped in the Benz How did her mother be loyal to friends? (Hook) I chase that money every day I wake Oh I keep my pistol on me, yea yea And I just won’t stop until my family straight That’s just how I’m raised baby And these niggas got me fucked up if they don’t think I’m grinding Dude you must be fucked up if you don’t see me shinin Never runnin to feds who told em my people have crimes That’s just how I’m raised baby (Verse) I’m afraid them people out there be cautious Bitch niggas runnin off like forces That’s the type of shit that get you in a coffin No talkin, that 4-5 sparkin Get money, no sleep, you crazy? Get em higher but it really don’t phase me Straight cashin, I whip no payments I make a movie like I know Pete Swaily All of my life I just wanted to ball Most of my niggas still dodging the law Rest in peace to my homies that lost Word to my fam, I do it for yall Fuck all you pussies, you haters will ball When you go broke there’ll be no one to call You’s in em hustling hustling, Lord amen Only interested if we talkin money Clique full of real niggas with me and they all 100 Come now lay me down to sleep Thank the Lord for every day I see Told my mama put it all on me (Hook) I chase that money every day I wake Oh I keep my pistol on me, yea yea And I just won’t stop until my family straight That’s just how I’m raised baby And these niggas got me fucked up if they don’t think I’m grinding Dude you must be fucked up if you don’t see me shinin Never runnin to feds who told em my people have crimes That’s just how I’m raised baby From Letras Mania