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In life
All you have to do is try
Through good times
And bad times
We find ways to fly
High
Hide
When the
Cops come out
Searching
And seizing
Get
Out my house
Cock needs a servicing
Searching for mouth
Sneak like a mouse
On my way out
Stumblin down
With
My pants
To the ground
Fuck it I'm proud
And I left with a smile
Been
Walking
For miles
And
Miles
Smoking
That
Fire
It's time
To decide
The way I
Been living my life
Can't lose my
Sight
Of taking what's mine
That's writing them
Rhymes
Inspiring minds
Getcha to cry
So you feel it inside
Stick
To the grind
BELIVE
And aspire
Someday you'll
Find
It was
WorthWhile
And not have
To wonder
What if I had tried
Who
Do you
Wanna
Be
Who
Do you
Wanna
Be
Not conceded
I mean it
I'm better than you
Don't you dare tell me
A damn thing to do
Why would you think
I would
Listen to you
Stop fucking
Playing
This shit ain't cool
You need
To lay off of them
Drugs that you use
One day karma
Gunna catch up
To you
Like hey
There
Mr vegetable
It's time to rot
In a cell Called home
But guess what
You already know
And I hope
You grow
Cause somewhere down
The road
Your path was
Slow
And mine was to
Float
Flow stoned
To my show
Touchdown
In the end zone
Ima truck Ima run
Ima Get the goal
Fuck around
And
Have some fun
Simply
Tryna be my own
Everybody knows
Ima old soul
In
The zone
Tryna
Take the
Throne
Who
Do you
Wanna
Be
On the cusp of the tit
Like a hungry
Little kid
Remember Rollin
In the civ
Smoking on the cigs
Splitting all the bills
Every single day we chill
Call of duty
Gettin kills
Spill
Skill
Off my lips
Pouring
Pussy I'm
Exploring
Id even hit it
With Dora
I'm scoring
Just like
Jordan
Rewarded by
Rolling that foreign
Grabbing my wings
I'm soarin
Exploring
And
A class act
Like Lauren
Put a check
On that fat
Ass
Ima bout cash that
Deals
Important
Working
My craft
Grown
Quite enormous
Smoking so much
Kill Forrests
My florist
Wantin endorsements
Who
Do you
Wanna
Be
This worlds full of trash
Someone get the febreeze
Except you can't cover it up
Around the corner is TMZ
See, everyone believes
Exactly what they're told
And the problem with society
Is they can't think on their own
It's all about that
MONEY
Bitch you better keep it coming
Why we gotta be so greedy
Show no love to one another?
With money, money, money
You're at the ocean its nice and sunny
Sippin liquor ladies blushing
All you have to do is try
Through good times
And bad times
We find ways to fly
High
Hide
When the
Cops come out
Searching
And seizing
Get
Out my house
Cock needs a servicing
Searching for mouth
Sneak like a mouse
On my way out
Stumblin down
With
My pants
To the ground
Fuck it I'm proud
And I left with a smile
Been
Walking
For miles
And
Miles
Smoking
That
Fire
It's time
To decide
The way I
Been living my life
Can't lose my
Sight
Of taking what's mine
That's writing them
Rhymes
Inspiring minds
Getcha to cry
So you feel it inside
Stick
To the grind
BELIVE
And aspire
Someday you'll
Find
It was
WorthWhile
And not have
To wonder
What if I had tried
Who
Do you
Wanna
Be
Who
Do you
Wanna
Be
Not conceded
I mean it
I'm better than you
Don't you dare tell me
A damn thing to do
Why would you think
I would
Listen to you
Stop fucking
Playing
This shit ain't cool
You need
To lay off of them
Drugs that you use
One day karma
Gunna catch up
To you
Like hey
There
Mr vegetable
It's time to rot
In a cell Called home
But guess what
You already know
And I hope
You grow
Cause somewhere down
The road
Your path was
Slow
And mine was to
Float
Flow stoned
To my show
Touchdown
In the end zone
Ima truck Ima run
Ima Get the goal
Fuck around
And
Have some fun
Simply
Tryna be my own
Everybody knows
Ima old soul
In
The zone
Tryna
Take the
Throne
Who
Do you
Wanna
Be
On the cusp of the tit
Like a hungry
Little kid
Remember Rollin
In the civ
Smoking on the cigs
Splitting all the bills
Every single day we chill
Call of duty
Gettin kills
Spill
Skill
Off my lips
Pouring
Pussy I'm
Exploring
Id even hit it
With Dora
I'm scoring
Just like
Jordan
Rewarded by
Rolling that foreign
Grabbing my wings
I'm soarin
Exploring
And
A class act
Like Lauren
Put a check
On that fat
Ass
Ima bout cash that
Deals
Important
Working
My craft
Grown
Quite enormous
Smoking so much
Kill Forrests
My florist
Wantin endorsements
Who
Do you
Wanna
Be
This worlds full of trash
Someone get the febreeze
Except you can't cover it up
Around the corner is TMZ
See, everyone believes
Exactly what they're told
And the problem with society
Is they can't think on their own
It's all about that
MONEY
Bitch you better keep it coming
Why we gotta be so greedy
Show no love to one another?
With money, money, money
You're at the ocean its nice and sunny
Sippin liquor ladies blushing
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Writer(s): Darius Anderson
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