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baby
throw some t*pain on my sh*t right there
yeah

soulbeats and backwoods

i say sometimes i break down, i be buggin if my cake down
but i don’t play round, last week i moved eight pounds
tre’pound on me, i’m the wrong one to tussle with
hustle it, they be like duffle spittin that struggle sh*t
off a couple kicks i hit the booth, that’s another hit
i know my brother sick, he in the county but i love you b*tch
they see me getting bread, try to feed me to the feds
yo believe in what i said, they gon meet me when i’m dead
yeah your baby mama crazy, tried to tease me with the head
so i pulled out, skeeted, left s*m*n on her head
you know the ladies love fresh, they run their fingers through my dreads
i be leanin’ off the meds, with the divas in my bed
i can’t say if luck is to blame but i’m stuck in the game
but i still wonder why, the f*ck i complain
you know the industry is nothing but lames, and b*tches f*ckin for fame, and fake gangsters that be tuckin their chains
i been fresh, how you think i got the thuggiest name
fly baby like my parents made love on a plane
and yeah i’m still in the streets, with the thugs and the bloodsuckers
got it out the mud, blood and with my blood brothers
call me chef curry, handle beef like fuddruckers
silly mothaf*cka, i’m a california bud*puffer
if you had a dollar, for everytime you see me hating, then you would still be broke, show some appreciation
and yeah i never asked for sh*t, that i didn’t deserve
but this sh*t absurd, when n*ggas dissin then you get the word
everybody wanna be the sh*t, i’m the biggest t*rd
f*ck what n*ggas heard, i was trappin you was with the nerds
fiends needed a fix, i needed some kicks
i told my bro that broke sh*t, feelin cease and desist
the sh*t that happen in my city you wouldn’t believe it exists
the same reason that you start could be the reason you quit
i make the type of music, that the hustlers vibe to
when you ride through, keep a n*gga beside you
the short knows 40, but the clip is like 5*2
i seen 25 and plus my n*ggas alive too
try to live by the words, keep it proud and be humble
it ain’t hard, i was built to survive in this jungle
and i say the way i feel, i won’t hide it or mumble
keep your foundations straight, because divided they crumble
i ain’t tryna kick knowledge, i’m just giving advice
but it’s your life and who’s to say, that you ain’t living it right
and yo that’s part of the struggle i seen, but it’s a hustler’s dream, it’s like i’m blind to every color but green
i feel a certain type of joy, when a customer leave
f*ck do you mean, i used to show up to the fiends
ayo i got it out the mud, all i had was some dirt and water
built the f*ckin machine, now everything in workin order
ay, and i just had the perfect daughter, and i love her because your loyalty ain’t worth a quarter
only thing i ever wanted was to help others
but at first you gotta worry bout yourself, brother
and i don’t put myself beyond my peers, i just think that i’m wise way beyond my years …
yeah
soulbeats and backwoods

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