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I'ma keep it one hundred with you If you ain't reaching, my nigga, you ain't dreaming Don't forget who you want to be You know what I'm talking 'bout? Cause niggas get caught up all day long living somebody else's dream You better live your own dream Remember who you want to be and go hard at being you Fuck what somebody else is doing I've been getting letters from the State Pen and emails from the Fed Don't let 'em trick you out your spot, just kill 'em all for success I've been getting letters from thе State Pen and emails from thе Fed Don't let 'em trick you out your spot, just kill 'em all for success Look, yeah Business, yeah I'm all about my business You could keep your two cents if you ain't ever made no millions Hollering at my niggas, gotta let 'em what time it is They hit me on the phone, let 'em know what I've been driving in I signed to a major label once, I won't sign again This time I want the major chunk, yeah I'm tryna win 80/20 split and I own the copywrite When it hit it in one month, it's a 95/5 Lately I can't lie, I've been on a winning streak They say that the best things in life go for free Love, living, that shit get expensive Letras de cancionesFuck it though, we gon' sacrifice and get it Got a call from the Pen, said "G, get your paper, don't trust these ho's, these niggas is haters" My every step the topic of their conversation Time gon' expose all the people that been faking I've been getting letters from the State Pen and emails from the Feds Don't let 'em trick you out your spot, just kill 'em all for success I've been getting letters from the State Pen and emails from the Feds Don't let 'em trick you out your spot, just kill 'em all for success That's right, ay, look Vision, I invested in my vision Had to sacrifice it all to put myself in this position, yeah Business, I'm so focused on my business Too much money on the table to be worrying 'bout these bitches, ah Had my back against the wall, I had to trap it out I'm better under pressure, I just love it when they count me out Drew the play up in the huddle then I ran a route I got it out the gutter, wasn't none of this shit handed out S580 Mercedes, I had to matte it out Niggas praying on my demise, I'm like "what's that about?" Niggas catted out, friends turn to opps Don't let 'em trick you out your spot I've been getting calls from the Pen, the G homie from the set He told me "never stop grinding, keep your foot on niggas necks" Motivation for my young niggas, now that's a flex Five hundred bands a month, now that's a check, yeah I've been getting letters from the State Pen and emails from the Fed Don't let 'em trick you out your spot, just kill 'em all for success I've been getting letters from the State Pen and emails from the Fed Don't let 'em trick you out your spot, just kill 'em all for success Better love your life Keep your foot on their neck Do what you gotta do in order to do what you wanna do Mass respect and abundant of blessings on blessings From Letras Mania