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Lord, help me change my ways Show a little mercy on judgment day It ain't me, I was raised this way I never let em play me for a buster, make it hell for hustler Lord, help me change my ways Show a little mercy on judgment day It ain't me, I was raised this way I never let em play me for a buster, make it hell for hustle Now in these last days and times I takes mines so serious Gotta get that paper quickly and escape the sickness If I fail, then I suffer, being broke is hell 4 a hustler So I stay struggling and juggling with all the might I can muster Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in One's five's and ten's was funny money So I sets my sights bigger, four figures or mo' Real nigga fo' sho', out in the cold for dough What you thought? ?, lost homies in plenty battles Last two years shed plenty tears, and I'll send plenty at you Let me catch you slipping, you soft niggas is outta here In case you forgot, we on the same shit that got us here Yo, to every step I take, every foul I make Every jai I break, every mill' I ate Head to head, whoever hustle hardest On the block ducking charges, nigga fuck the sergeant He got a job, all my bottles got a pinch of coke Listen tho' I'm missing dough I gotta gather mo' Hell no, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words For all my young thugs school and street They made it hell 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck son Dying luck none supply us with much info I buck one, just to let you know that I can touch ya Slanging cracks or raps, still hell 4 a hustler No insanity plea for me, I ride the beef til I burn Sensimilla bar your kids from the lessons I learned And in turn I'm hostile guess you could call me anti-social Niggas shaking like they caught the holy ghost when I approach em Try to politic, before I smoke em, like Sun Zu Niggas do unto these snitches, before it's done to you And if the cops come arrest me in the evening Best believe
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Lord, help me change my ways Show a little mercy on judgment day It ain't me, I was raised this way I never let em play me for a buster, make it hell for hustler Lord, help me change my ways Show a little mercy on judgment day It ain't me, I was raised this way I never let em play me for a buster, make it hell for hustle Now in these last days and times I takes mines so serious Gotta get that paper quickly and escape the sickness If I fail, then I suffer, being broke is hell 4 a hustler So I stay struggling and juggling with all the might I can muster Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in One's five's and ten's was funny money So I sets my sights bigger, four figures or mo' Real nigga fo' sho', out in the cold for dough What you thought? ?, lost homies in plenty battles Last two years shed plenty tears, and I'll send plenty at you Let me catch you slipping, you soft niggas is outta here In case you forgot, we on the same shit that got us here Yo, to every step I take, every foul I make Every jai I break, every mill' I ate Head to head, whoever hustle hardest On the block ducking charges, nigga fuck the sergeant He got a job, all my bottles got a pinch of coke Listen tho' I'm missing dough I gotta gather mo' Hell no, dead blocks with red tops but now a nigga sell words For all my young thugs school and street They made it hell 4 a hustler, I bails high as fuck son Dying luck none supply us with much info I buck one, just to let you know that I can touch ya Slanging cracks or raps, still hell 4 a hustler No insanity plea for me, I ride the beef til I burn Sensimilla bar your kids from the lessons I learned And in turn I'm hostile guess you could call me anti-social Niggas shaking like they caught the holy ghost when I approach em Try to politic, before I smoke em, like Sun Zu Niggas do unto these snitches, before it's done to you And if the cops come arrest me in the evening Best believe
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