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(chorus)x2

u still saying you bout to blow,up next on some extra sh-t….
you couldn’t see success if you was standing right next to it…
these n-ggas osoregular but front like they on special sh-t…
weave,lashes,nails…that ain’t nothing special bish…

(verse1)-hungry412

yeah b-tch i’m broke cuz i’m trying to live right….
but me and god know,i’ll be on by the end of the nite…
i hustle for my kids,yaw n-ggas hustle out of spite…
cuz shorty said she wasn’t f-cking you until you got your money right…
f-ck that sh-t,f-ck that b-tch,broke n-ggas tee-off every night…
but hungry on some money,out of mind and out of site…
i watch my n-ggas do it big…until they got hit wit that indite…
i was a tuesday or thursday away from living upstate for the rest of my life…
task ran up in the trap..so im gone chill for the rest of the night…
j’s blowing u my phone..woke me up in the middle of the night…
if i take another fall..then i’m mr. can’t get right…
i took a loss as a lesson till i got that sh-t right…
i knew the game wasn’t for me…got 2 jobs and started to write…
did a summer down acj…got out and started to change my life…
i’m chew till i’m gone…even if the block don’t bite…
all my n-ggas say homies,boys,tizzy,gute,and ike…

(chorus)x2

(verse2)-hungry412

i neva thought i had to shoot a n-gga…just to live…
till they tried to pull out the k…and take me off the grid…
if i couldn’t do it for myself…i would have did it for my kids…
all a n-gga seen was death…can,can i live?
u got me f-cked up…yeah i stay f-kked up…
i stay wit arm candy…n-ggas be ducked up…
ducked off before i hit the block,fried rice with duck sauce…
no stash box…so the heat is ducked off…
get money but later trying to get sucked off…
hating n-ggas,snitch n-ggas,could f-ck off..
find ya way, f-ck n-gga,or f-ck lost…
cuz i’m from the burgh bish..stop dry snitching…
young n-gga you ain’t heard sh-t cuz i’m in the kitchen…
i’ve done did my dirt..now i’m doing the dishes
f-ck a bucket list n-gga..give me 3 wishes…
money,power,respect, and 3 more wishes..
if i was on some pimp sh-t..i’ll at least have 3 more b-tches…
for every dollar a n-gga earn..thats 3 more snitches…
now divide by the hate..thats gone leave you cents-less….

- hungry 412

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