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If I said it, I meant it nigga... We all in... everything's Taylored And fuck it, we ain't gotta go to the store no more I got my own papers baby girl, I'm finna get my own weed too Get you a pound and let you roll that shit [Verse 1:] Uh, I'm rollin' up the windows while I'm smoking weed Driving through my town like I don't know the speed Countin' so much paper I can't fold it up Bad bitch, she sucks me while I'm rollin' up Yeah bitch, you probably see me everywhere Money long, now my house got TV's everywhere Literally everywhere you turn you see a flat-screen New bitch... looked nothing like my last fling Ridin' in a Maserati nigga no shirt Niggas probably hatin' on me but it won't work Camo shorts on, like a general Mind on a meal blowin' on medicinal [Chorus:] I'm just a young nigga hustliiiiiiiiin' yeah... Hustliiiiiiiiiiiiiiinn' yeah... [Verse 2:] Been through every nigga town, neva had a problem Letras de cancionesYoung millionaire, never had a job though Throw that money up and watch her hit the ground As long as your money up, she said it's goin' down Brought her homegirl said that she don't do friends Kicked the bitch out and make her find new friends Should I get hella high or buy some new rims 745 or a new Benz I take every day and live like it's the weekend Doin' it all if you ain't ballin', take a seat then If I said it, I meant it... throw a stack at that bitch ass And make her pay her rent with it [Chorus:] I'm just a young nigga hustliiiiiiiiin' yeah... Hustliiiiiiiiiiiiiiinn' yeah... From Letras Mania