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[Verse 1] Can't stop this money marathon but they gonna try regardless When you go as hard as Hussle they gonna pay you homage Add my jewellery up 100,000 dollars Plus I got the pink slips to the foreign shit that I be drivin' Built my road to riches over lack of options Out the trunk of my blue cutlass with my back to Slauson Now my car's fresh off the lot and hoes got low mileage Flying out getting paid 10 thousand a show, I'm in 2A with my seat back with my window up Thinking bout the funny niggas that done switched it up We made some plans most of them stuck So tell me one good reason I should give a fuck [Hook] They know, still cleaning up on the road Living fast sip slow Spending cash to get mo They know, keep a gun everywhere I go Riding round getting dough Living fast and sip slow They know, still cleaning up on the road Living fast and sip slow Keep a gun everywhere I go They know, still ride around getting dough Livin fast and sip slow Gun everywhere I go, they know [Verse 2] Tattoos on my face tattoos on my neck Pistols in my stash one button make those eject Niggas hate, no effect Can’t get close enough to touch so Hoes throw me sex Posted, Don't sleep cuz I won't slip Won’t lose cause I won’t quit Life is hard, yeah no shit But I’m a real nigga so I don't bitch That go for my whole clique, self made I don’t owe shit Only ride to my own shit I’m so fly I’m oh shit I mean so fly I don’t know shit My offence I got no kicks I don’t touch guns I got no prints And I’m so fly and I got no tints Riding round without no rims Why? cause I did that and like '06 but they know this [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah that’s right, that’s right Nigga don’t grind, nigga don’t eat That’s life, that’s life Yeah See I was on the road but I’m back right TMC this that right new shows booked and new tracks right Yeah every nigga out here act like But just a few of us live that life you know first class And got racks right yeah We just sticking to the facts right Rich before rap got crack right Lost everything and got back right Yeah so let’s sip slow to this fast life We gonna do the same thing today and we passed out from last night But it’s cool cuz my stacks right if I’m in the club then it's packed tight People lie but my stats right and in my last life I was a flash light Nah, I’m just sayin' though I'm that bright It don't even make sense like a black light How I came put the city on my back no niggas cosign Guess I’m just that type But it’s a marathon, run a lap life My young nigga homie got that flight And niggas ain’t tryin’ to fight Fatz right And Blacc Sam got the mac right [Hook]
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