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Yeah I saw that For real, for real For real, for real For real, for real You gon' get it boy 'cause you've been there before And yeah I rode them buses and yeah I swept them floors You ever feel like you was meant for more So you chase some dreams until your legs are sore I came a long way, used to get ignored Now I can't get away tryin' to sit wit yours Lot of niggas said they wanted this, I guess I made it more I got the dope lines you've been sniffin' for I got everything that you can't afford, on some metaphors We run it right now nigga, not a minute more All my niggas just tryna win, what you in it for And I never thought that I'd get to ball But became clutch when I was in the fourth Don't stall when you get the fork Work hard and never make the fourth Fuck a blue collar we gon' get what we deserve And we want blue dollars, ain't gon' be no person on the curb Street lights on, my mama had to have me in before I would sneak out, I was really just tryna be involved Shared one room, so I was always in the kitchen more The reason why I'm always cookin' for it Letras de cancionesThe reason why my flight is booked tomorrow The reason why my night is full of whores If your broad right then I'm pullin' yours Play your cards right or I'm pullin' yours Yo parents rich, what you took it for? You going back, but Tom lookin' Ford I looked to Lord when we was poor Bitch, you can't guess how many more days that I'm not gon' be paid I got four words, not a minute more Me and broke had to get divorced I loved her once, but I was gettin' bored That was my baby, I had to hit abort I don't think I gotta get a Porshe I don't think that you gotta get a horse In order for to you to ride for me Trust in me and we can get it all Come talk to me and you can evolve I'm competition, I'm pissed, but don't get involved Don't get confused, nigga this is war I can bring the beef, chicken, and the pork If you heard 'bout me, let me can get the source Listen boy, all them stories be doctored it up 'cause I'm too sick All they tryna do is get the cure Not sayin' you a bitch, but don't be misinfomed Time is money and I missed the cause Man I'm trying to make the list of Forbes Tell me, nigga, what you livin' for? I do it for all the people that ain't never switched at all All of the people that was here before I'm livin' my life and I love for yours We all been waiting, but I couldn't take it My nigga trust me, not a minute more I'm the engine that could take us far I'm talkin' Westside to Singapore I used to go to my third class and skip literature Now I'm sittin' in first class and my pen is raw Don't miss the shit, better get aboard This what happens when you live for God This what happens when you pray to God This what happens when you beat the odds I'm waitin' for him, not a minute more This what happens when you wait for God This what happens when you pray to God This what happens when you beat the odds I'm waitin' for him, not a minute more This what happens when you pray to God This what happens when you pray to God This what happens when you pray to God Trust me, nigga, not a minute more I'm waitin' for him, not a minute more This what happens when a nigga beats the odds This what happens when you really live for God We want it right now nigga, not a minute more From Letras Mania