We Not Equal
This the truth I won't lie about it
I lost it all
I had to hustle I didn't kry about it
I was highly doubted
It made me stronger than ever
Now I'm starting to Run House
Tougher than leather
Ice berg on my sweater
Got me dripping like a rain drop
Off the primo that's primo
All in the same spot
If u get it u get it
Don't have to explain plot
But the hustlers know
What I'm saying is hot
We get money & swap plugs like a Cord
I prayed for a brick
Then got blessed by the drug lords
Now I got pull in this bitch
Tug of war
Kall my nigga Bizz
Seeing what's on the floor
We need money galore
Either drugs or a whore
If we do both
I know our profits go sore
Next thing you know
We taking trips tasting sips
Fuck a cigar
We in that bitch rolling zips
Never thought life like this
Kan exist
If my old teachers kan see me now they probably pissed
Kuz they said I be n jail or the grave Site
Well they kinda right
Kuz I'm the ghost's headlights
We not equal
Nigga we ain't on the same shit
I'm puffin' flavor while I lane switch
You probably throw it all away for a lame Bitch
I'm getting money out that same bitch
I lost it all
I had to hustle I didn't kry about it
I was highly doubted
It made me stronger than ever
Now I'm starting to Run House
Tougher than leather
Ice berg on my sweater
Got me dripping like a rain drop
Off the primo that's primo
All in the same spot
If u get it u get it
Don't have to explain plot
But the hustlers know
What I'm saying is hot
We get money & swap plugs like a Cord
I prayed for a brick
Then got blessed by the drug lords
Now I got pull in this bitch
Tug of war
Kall my nigga Bizz
Seeing what's on the floor
We need money galore
Either drugs or a whore
If we do both
I know our profits go sore
Next thing you know
We taking trips tasting sips
Fuck a cigar
We in that bitch rolling zips
Never thought life like this
Kan exist
If my old teachers kan see me now they probably pissed
Kuz they said I be n jail or the grave Site
Well they kinda right
Kuz I'm the ghost's headlights
We not equal
Nigga we ain't on the same shit
I'm puffin' flavor while I lane switch
You probably throw it all away for a lame Bitch
I'm getting money out that same bitch
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Writer(s): Armond Evans
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