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Taught lessons aggression, a most prominent voice
Only choice chose peddle and flex diamonds to bows
Sell products to profit if they eventually flow
They say sales stand on top of the boat
We out here, tryina make it coast
Guarded by niggas with toast
Raise your glass, take a shot for my niggas who lost
21 grams aligned to the spirit and ghost
Last hologram, transmission lost
In another land, tryina get the message across
See they eclipse the sun on the crucifix
Cruel to grind, and get life, the last hit
Hitting jams behind the cliff
You should take notes
Raincoat flooding, I'm hugging the laser scope
For the cons won war, I'm torn like majored up
Caking, if I don't make money I might have to make it

We came a long way from the basement
If I don't make money, I might have to make it
No time to waste, baby, I'm just tryina make it
Catch the flight, take it high, get up off the pavement
We came a long way from the basement

Curb your enthusiasm, we doobie passing
Word stitch to the scrutiny in unruly fashion
I came out of my mother's womb just to move the masses
And prove the present and pursue passions
I found a new balance like shoes I do practice
To help me cut through hateful views that they spill at us
Cash is true language, I'm talking payroll and fetties
Look, no abla or speak up, just feed us them pesos, comprende?
If I don't get money, I might have to take it
Chills ringing doorbells, make you casa shape shift
Lot of problems in my hood, I'm just tryina shape shift
Before I lose my fucking mind and I start to take shit

We came a long way from the basement
If I don't make money, I might have to make it
No time to waste, baby, I'm just tryina make it
Catch the flight, take it high, get up off the pavement
We came a long way from the basement

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