{Tec-9} I don't like to dream about gettin' paid No time for slippin' no time to get laid Got to get mine, get it with the Tec-9 Nigga's on the come up, come up, come up Ya see, time's ain't gettin' no better my momma Want to take on another job, but I won't let her Raised up without my daddy cuz he left me in eighty four I was to hard for my momma to deal with me so I Slung all night, and slept all day Can't figure out, how I turned out that way Somebody come and help me, my foot is all ready in the grave What will it take for a nigga to get paid Wasn't born with no silver spoon in my mouth Without a doubt I'm strugglin' Fuck doin' bad, I'm drug smugglin' But never the less, I got to get my momma out of there I got a job, just to show her that I care The player hate'n gettin' bad but it's good These hoes is schemin' on me they up to no good Throwin' babies on me, reppin' on me Talkin' shit to they friend's, bitches think that I'm broke But I stack my end's, the money came quick, though it was a lil' dirty I put my money with Tee and copped the whole birdie Slangin' that shit like it was hot when will it stop My pockets is gettin' fat, I'm obligated to live like that The dope game is kind of shady, go to do good for my Momma and my lady, why is time's so hard, I always ask my momma She told me, part of comin' up is to survive the drama I feel I was put o the test, I ain't about fallin' No struggle no progress I'm only about ballin' {Yella Boy} No struggle no progress when I struggle I can't progress To kickin' it, pushin' it and fightin' try'na come the fuckin' best But you don'
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