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Some days I look up to the sky like tell me why Tell me why do all the real niggas gotta die And why is it so hard just for some to keep it real Maybe that's why on some days I don't know how to feel Why it feels like I gotta stay strapped gotta watch my back Trust no one 'cause I can't let them put me on my back 'Cause these niggas will stick you all over a dolla bill On the real they will kill for it turn you to a meal for it That's why I be on the go to go get more Just to stack some dough and then get... So I can run it up again Turn my best friend to a white man his name Benjamin I want Franklin's, turn my losses into wins But even when I lose I win Each time I gain a lesson Started countin' all the blessings yeah Every time I get to stressin' out Get out my feelings and in my bag [?] to that [?] since I turned it to millions and billions Un huh huh (Yes I) need some more Like get up off yo' ass and what you waitin' for Gotta keep it movin', keep him groovin' Ima stack this cash until I can't no more And that's on me, one thing's for sure I got my hustle from the streets, that's all I know Letras de canciones'Cause where I'm from they play for keeps, you never know When it's your time to go Until I do I keep it G I vow I'll never fold Un huh huh (Yes I) need some more Until I do I keep it G I vow I'll never fold Un huh huh (Yes I) need some more Until I do I keep it G I vow I'll never fold From Letras Mania