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lildubs98

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Life goes on

Lyrics

Intro

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Verse

Crooked little corners where the hustlers roam No one taught me math I was just beat up on my Pockets stay hungry so the hustle stay loud Mama wasn't there young hustla flippin out the pound the streets are wild crack heads in the streets don't worry i pack the strap before I hit the door I'm out in these streets so don't mind me I'm just moving buy can't you see or am I really that ghostly I smoke these tree to get buy young hustla I ain't blind I see you move before you do I stay true before you gets the full clip it's just the way I spit so keep talk I have a dark past no wanted me around piss out the frame catch fast load the Glock hit the block just in case we gotta make it pop pop it's just a money drop don't make the cops pull up on the block my money don't fuck it up we really run it up we don't fuck with you word of mouth nigga I see papers straight snitch get chipped pop out a full clip young I'm really in the mix so don't trip it's always been a risk

Chorus

Uh I got this walk

Uh Your bullshit is talk

Uh just a young hustla on the block

Uh Y'all the ones who painted me

Ain't nobody asked me how I got this way

Post-Chorus

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Verse 2

Why you steady trippin on the way I move

It was you who looked at me and drew your own truth Product of the pavement and the late-night shifts Just a young hood hustler tryna catch a lift and not get chipped its hard in streets where you hold you grip or you might just slip and hurt you wrist just laid up sleepin roll up spark up and go get the pay can't get it off my brain sick and insane they see me as just a product of where I grew up at so sit back and bump this track and remember I'm out here getting my money fat look funny when you walk ballin you on your knees crawling in this street really running it up you think you hustla young run it up

Pre-Chorus

Get a grip on your glizzy

Hold it tight youngens on the block

Watch there's a lot of cops

Be careful where walking

Niggas be watching you at the spot

Remember gotta move out the lot

Chorus

Uh I got this walk

Uh Your bullshit is talk

Uh just a young hustla on the block

Uh Y'all the ones who painted me

Ain't nobody asked me how I got this way

Post-Chorus

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Yeah

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Bridge

Funny how they judge what they never had to carry

Funny how they talk when the nights get scary

I ain't ask for easy I just asked for fair

Still standing right here in the same cold air

Chorus

Uh I got this walk

Uh Your bullshit is talk

Uh just a young hustla on the block

Uh Y'all the ones who painted me

Ain't nobody asked me how I got this way

Post-Chorus

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Yeah

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