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(We're doing this for money)Live and direct from the belly of the beastWhere we pour out Henny for deceasedNumbers don't lie, give a penny for the guyBut they won't give a penny to the streetsMele, gun, repeat, their limits are machinesWhen they should've been revellin' their teensWhere privileged kids got a semi in their jeansThese kids got a semi in their jeansMad to believe, this is what our streets have come toWarfare with nowhere to run toBut all this feds can't stop lovin' you, that's why IStay with a quick 16 on meNobody can take these 16's from meMake my paper and tuck that properlyPay my taxes and fuck those bobby'sTrust nobodyI ain't meeting no suits in lobbiesI ain't smoking no zoots with DonnyI ain't handing that man no brolliesWhen I rain on all of these wally'sBare bodiesYou could have a bear's body, don't dare cross meLife of a lyricist in the times that we're living inGotta speak mind of the bigger thingsShine is irrelevant, the grind is imperativeGotta put pride over millionsStride what the vision is, never lie to the listenersNo hype on the innocentAnd when the pie is a billion, slice it and divvy itThat's my life in lyrics (everyday)Pile up figures (everyday)Work so hard (everyday)We're dying for a living (everyday)For clothes and the cars (everyday)Welcome to my city (every weekend, yeah)Sing it loudWord to the brother brownBetter know I'm black and I'm proudIf we're talking 'bout P's better know I'm mashing it downWithout bagging ounceRappers always thinking that the top looks better downBut the top looks better crowned, Kings and Queens of this shitMensa moves sir for reading her thisGood youtes walk amongst evil and winMan lights up a regis on him, better squeeze one from him (brah)Squeeze one again (brah), squeeze one for AceSqueeze one for Stormin, soldiers that sing with the penReal spitters like us bleed through the inkMan lack guidanceMan hurt my man, just now run up on my manPoint on dialogue, just backed out and start firingThe ends is wylin', the feds try silenceBut we ain't shucking and jivingMaster of ceremoniesIf it wasn't for the mic of the miccy'sMan would have really sold keysCah man though Melanie knows and man know hella Tony'sWe only respect that man if he never told on a codyThe ends so sticky (everyday)On my nan's road (everyday)They fire four fizzy's (everyday)One day she opened the door (everyday)To empty shells on the floor (everyday)Welcome to my city (every weekend, yeah)Black tie (everyday)Trouser crease (everyday)Another funeral (everyday)Another rest in peace (everyday)Another judge gives out twenty (everyday)Welcome to my city (every weekend, yeah)Now the brothers moving so dividedWe used to link up at McD's, alie Reg?Pie and ice creamConvoy to Ray's without no licenceI flow the nicestLight up mic, they wind down, Five Tens but I digressSlave to my moralsBut when you got no faith in the system, hungry today, fuck tomorrowWhy would you listen to bigger my AMG and not 180 G'sRaise some hell, buy some YSLDo for self (to survive in this world)(Everyday, everyday, everyday, everyday)(Everyday, every weekend, yeah)Welcome to my city man(Everyday) East side shit (everyday)The shit we go through every single day (everyday, everyday, everyday)And to the ones knee deep in it I can't blame you for this shit (every weekend)The games fucking riggedBut something's gotta give(Everyday) 'cause no(Everyday) What the fuck happened to Newton man? (Everyday)(Everyday) we gotta rewrite the ending to this shit(Everyday) it's too many lives now (every weekend, yeah)Too many lives now manWell let's talk about itLet's talk about itLyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind | Por: JODI DEAN MILLINER, KANE BRETT ROBINSON, SAMUEL BLUE MAY | Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Downtown Music Publishing
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