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Street Gossip
Joshb4l
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Oh, life's hard, bro
Do what you gotta do to get outta the streets
Get rich or die trying
No matter what, make sure you're getting paper, that's the main thing
You fell me? (Yeah)
Always remember they only know about what you tell 'em (tell 'em)
I Do this shit low key, I let my success speak for me (it's me)
Have you ever got betrayed before and you still kept it real? (Damn)
Have you ever got your heart brake before you still kept on loving?
And I kept it real with you but you ain't keep it real with me
Niggas greedy acting like they ain't gat shit but low key gat money
If your nigga is spending and you ain't that's not right my gee
I don lost everything before but my faith on GOD
And I'm the only Nigga I know who was broke for couple months
See I rather go and hustle before I sit goin' broke
Back up, hack account, and I fucking post
Mama sent a photo, scamming life is what I fucking chose
Life is a bitch, take risk, take trips, get rich
And if it end your broke, I can't lie life is sweet
But this shit is crazy 'cause it vanity upon vanity
So enjoy it before you go 'cause life is fuckin mystery (that's the fact)
When you rich everybody say they love you (love you)
When you broke everybody say is fuck you (fuck you)
Keep your fake love, keep your advice
Let me live my life, and let you live yours
I rolled my feelings in a blunt and I smoke it with 'em backwoods
I can barely see a thing, to much goddamn enemies
I really want to live in peace
God forgive me if that nigga play with me
If that nigga play with me, we gon' put that nigga under six feet
Fuck love, fell in love with money and 223
I don see my brother change, I don see my bitch change
Only thing I never see change is a dollar, so, I doin' my thing
I rather teach how to fish than give you my fish
What you do for me, I do for you, nigga don't understand the game
When I was down bad to my lowest
None of these nigga even hang with me
They just wanna spend with me but don't want to hustle with me
I'm done with it, all this fake love keep it away from me
Oh, you mad 'cause I did same shit you did to me
I just laugh, just so you know, you know ain't no fooling me
(Just so you know, you know ain't no fooling me)
I cashed out, I ball, now this nigga's hatin' on me
When I was down bad, I grind you wasn't seeing me
Three days, ain't no sleep, popping all this pills
I fall, I pray, then get back on my feet
They fall, they down, blame it all, nigga gon' win
I don't want this money just for paying bills
I need this money balling in every season (every season)
Slime for a reason (for a reason)
Sipping this lean to slow down my breathing
Money, money, money, money fuckin' keep on calling
I wish you can just see that stress ain't for me
I just wanna make a lot of money for my mommy
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, milli'
I finally realized love shit ain't for me
I dive into the hustle, I was begging please marry me
I had a lot of pain, but God came through for me
Always remember they only know about what you tell 'em
I Do this shit low-key, I let my success speak for me
Have you ever got betrayed before and you still kept it real
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