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Another day, another dollar holla
Seven am and I'm strapping shoes to my feet
No nine to five so I'm getting money in the street
Light up a cigarette while I'm roaching out the morning weed
And formally I'm the one you see if you want to get to buzzing like a bumble bee
But you better have a bundle G
If you're thinking you want to fuck with me
Cause I'm a hustler ain't nothing free
So what's it gonna be
I walked the mile all through northern Ohio with the crooked smile of a crocodile
Mama's child done grown up a little wild so it figures now I'm bigger and I'm sicker and I'm living foul
Let me break it down
I was born my cities Jimmy the Gent
That means I'm coming after every cent
Every little bitty penny spent
Is gonna be heaven sent when I get it 'cause you know a motherfuckers got to pay the rent
You got me bent
Got me chasing a check
Got me chasing a dream and I ain't giving up yet
Got me spilling out blood, got me shedding them tears, got me pouring out sweat
Got me staring at the stars 10 toes to the boulevard
And no one you ever saw was ever going this hard
From the block to the yard baby I'm a God
I can go so far
And I ain't giving up the feeling I be feeling when I'm standing in a booth
Lights dim, eyes red, pen and pad, sound man press record, tell the truth
And you know that we ain't never going nowhere so have no doubt
Cause when you try to run up on Do Somethin' you know what we about
Twenty four a day I'm living, living just to make it through another twenty four
Forever stressing got me constantly smoking I'm getting high just to balance out the lows
And they always tell me that I should be living better and they're right I suppose
But you know how the story goes
Twenty four a day I'm living, living just to make it through another Twenty four
Forever stressing's got me constantly smoking I'm getting high just to balance out the lows
And they always tell me that I should be living better and they're right I suppose
But you know how the story goes
Another day another dollar holla
Seven pm, once again I'm breaking up the bud
On a forty five, on nine nine where crime thrives, bandana tied to the front bumping Thug Luv
C-L-E to the death of me
Repping it heavily
And you better be too, if not you're my enemy
And it's said to be
No one ahead of me
So if you ever wanna be a friend To me
Stop begging me and rep it readily
Man this rapping shit is dead to me
That's probably 'cause I murdered all these rappers like a couple thousand felonies
And if you telling me the melodies they wanna hear are coming from you and your team, I know a dream is what you're selling me
You could never get it Like I get it
Little homey you don't fit it, I'm wit it
Ain't no bullshitting
Let me take you back a minute and I'll show you how I did it back before I was spitting
Look
Went from a ounce of the herb
To a ounce of the yay, from a ounce to a bird
Did the very thing that you said sounds so absurd
Went from pouncing the curb to a house in the burbs
And I did it at a very fast pace
Pockets on swol' like I punched 'em in the face
Gonna stay that way until my dying day so know your place
You might think I won this race but the truth is I ain't even make it to the finish line
I'm just taking it slow and getting dough every place I go 'cause I'm dedicated to getting mine
Gifted kind with a mind from a different time
Kick a rhyme and I'm fine with a little shine
'Cause I know in due time the whole world is gon' be mine but for now
Twenty four a day I'm living, living just to make it through another Twenty four
Forever stressing's got me constantly smoking I'm getting high just to balance out the lows
And they always tell me that I should be living better and they're right I suppose
But you know how the story goes
Twenty four a day I'm living, living just to make it through another Twenty four
Forever stressing's got me constantly smoking I'm getting high just to balance out the lows
And they always tell me that I should be living better and they're right I suppose
But you know how the story goes
Twenty four a day I'm living, living just to make it through another Twenty four
Forever stressing's got me constantly smoking I'm getting high just to balance out the lows
And they always tell me that I should be living better amd they're right I suppose
But you know how the story goes
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