On the real, baby, I ain't got no ends
Yeah, I got a record out,
You ought to be glad that
I'm givin yo ass somethin
Cause it's some niggas out there
that ain't givin up nothin
but the nigga don't take care of it
my baby always gets a share of it
Yeah, a young nigga tryin to make it
And it's gettin harder when you're
always on my back tryin to take it
And it ain't even gotta be like that
Gettin at me like that ain't gon'
get your fuckin pockets fat
Used to have some love for you,
but now you're just a selfish bitch
spendin it on your self and shit
Or that nigga that you stayin with,
But on the real, I ain't that nigga
you should be playin with
Ain't nobody gonna take care of another man's kids,
Nine times out of ten they don't
Nine times out of ten them
So baby, pump, pump yo brakes and
put a end to all them hoe games
Cause hoe games equals no
I see that you're anxious
To jack a nigga like me cause
you ain't got no patience
Think I'm rollin Daytons or maybe
The only way I roll em if I catch em on sale,
Huh, I'm like you, tryin to get my hustle on
Ain't got time for no muthafuckin scuffle,
I'm sellin records, and you be sellin crack
I got fans, you got the police on your back
cause I used to do the same
So don't knock me cause I'm
See, it's still about comin up
Still about puttin niggas on they as
Different game, same atttitude
Everybody wanna take shots
But it don't matter, dude,
Cause I still kick back and make a mill
Shake em up and let the dice roll
I bagged dough two times and
Fight sole on the peewees
Be makin em raise up when
See me makin muthafuckas break
To the point where they wanna
Fool, what you think this is?
Huh, and in my dreams I seen
That life ain't all about makin money
and havin yo face on the scene
It's about bein comfortable,
And that's what I'm strivin for
Ain't none of that hard to find
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