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lex (every workhorse goes to heaven) - sideshow lyrics

[verse]
keep it gangsta and sharp, it’s not hard to tell us apart
i’m smokin’ a lot, i smoke in front of the law
i tote in the front of the law
say they outside, they frauds
i’m still stuck in that field, they still stuck in that lawn
i’m still stuck in that mode, we got diddy’s and [?]
they goin’ and gone
1300 a pop, 1300 for pop
i’m still stuck in my cup, i’m still stuck in that tris
i’m still stuck in that wock, n*gga, it’s never gon’ stop
i shoulda bought some stock
i shoulda bought a new macbook, but i got a glock
my poppa want a big ass truck
so i’mma get my daddy that big ass truck
trap, tryna get rich as f*ck
i’m on the flight everyday, with a bag, the gas, bud
b*tch with a big ass b*tt, with [?]
say i’m a n*gga from round the way
when i’m leavin’, i’m leavin’ with somethin’
i’m comin’, i’m comin’ with thunder (uh)
we was baggin’ up work backstage, really i can’t stop hustlin’
they breakin’ the third rule everytime, love makin’ assumptions
n*ggas be lunchin’, where i step, like a percussion
where i look, the reflection of god
i’m a real n*gga, so my mama love me
i’m pushin’ , everytime
anywhere, everywhere, even at functions
i told ***, cross that line
i’mma let the g43x crush ’em
last time hoes tried to press my line
i was on the other side of the country
now i’m round the way, no, i can’t see none of them n*ggas
n*gga must’ve lost his mind, b*tch must of lost her mind
she think i was chasin’ her, like she mine
like i’m one of these n*ggas
baby, i ain’t even superman, but with this pistol i’m convinced
that ain’t no body in this b*tch got bulletproof skin

- sideshow lyrics

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