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Three ounces, two niggas and we moving it, nigga
Got that wizard talk down, pact fluently, nigga
When you do it every day, you improve with it, nigga
And I never tweet about it when I move with it, nigga
Now think about that, was three of them and two of us
Picked our weight up, now we both pound-plus
Yeah, they snatched one box but we never slipped up
When you really on the grind gotta keep ya grip tough
Five pounds, two niggas and we moving it, nigga
When you do it every day, ain’t gotta prove it to niggas
Nyce rest the seventh day, power to you my nigga
But my God Complex got me grooving, my nigga
If you paying up front, we can do it my nigga
If it ain’t, no deposits, keep it moving my nigga
Yeah, they made us take the back door, we don’t give a front
They made us sit in back so we don’t give a fuck, ugh
Now in these crazy times
Or in my crazy mind
All I gotta do is grind
And one day I’m gon' shine
I said one day I’m gon' shine
Let me tell you what it’s hittin' fo'
I know you can’t see potential
Well let me tell you what it’s hittin' fo'
Solid as a rock under pressure
Bout' to shine like you didn’t know
So let me tell you what it’s hittin' fo'
Oh
Straight from my soul
Never strayed from my goals
Got the will and the drive on this road
Even pray for my foes
‘Cause y’all do a job y’all don’t know
Help a brother stay right on his toes
I ain’t reaching, I know
One thing that I have been told:
Just play the game, get the dough, then hit the door!
Just play the game, get the dough, then you hit the fuckin' door, nigga
Just play the game, get the dough, then you hit the fuckin' door, nigga
Get closer to cracking the code
And do that shit right on my own
Just play the game, get the dough, then hit the door
I skipped class for like a week and came back with accessories
Thoughts of failing that didn’t ever put stress in me
Paying rent on time always was a test to me
Refund checks like the 1st and 15th
We cleared about twenty racks this winter
That’s gross, not net, still a swish nonetheless
Got it on your mind, need to get it off your chest
It’s a metaphor when they tell a nigga bring a check
Yes, need C.O.D. need C.O.D
Before you H-I-T you gotta pay yo fees
I got whatever you need: G’s, cuties, LB’s
Yeah, you a PYT, but this shit ain’t free
Yeah you are what you eat, so I blow OG
Sell a pound a week, still not meeting demands
See, if you play how I’m playing, then you understand
See if you wanna be the man, gotta up yo plans
Damn
Now in these crazy times
Or in my crazy mind
All I gotta do is grind
And one day I’m gon' shine
I said one day I’m gon' shine
Let me tell you what it’s hittin' fo'
I know you can’t see potential
Well let me tell you what it’s hittin' fo'
Got it for the low, what you need
Let me tell you what you didn’t know
Said let me tell you what you didn’t know
Oh
So in these crazy times
Or in my crazy mind
All I gotta do is grind
And one day I’m gon' shine
I said one day I’m gon' shine
Let me tell you what it’s hittin' fo'
I know you can’t see potential
Well let me tell you what it’s hittin' fo'
Got it for the low, what you need
Let me tell you what you didn’t know
Said let me tell you what you didn’t know
Oh
Straight from my soul
Never strayed from my goals
Got the will and the drive on this road
Even pray for my foes
‘Cause y’all do a job y’all don’t know
Help a brother stay right on his toes
I ain’t reaching, I know
One thing that I have been told:
Just play the game, get the dough, then hit the door
Just play the game, get the dough, then you hit the fuckin' door, nigga
Just play the game, get the dough, then you hit the fuckin' door, nigga
Get closer to cracking the code
And do that shit right on my own
Just play the game, get the dough, then hit the door
Just play the game, get the dough, then you hit the fuckin' door, nigga
Just play the game, get the dough, then you hit the fuckin' door, nigga
Just play the game, get the dough, then you hit the fuckin' door, nigga
Just play the game, get the dough, then you hit the fuckin' door, nigga