MAAD City

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my life is filled with struggle, yall cannot match my hustle
live life on the edge, live in buildings that filled wit rubble
See me in the streets, best believe there gon be trouble
Run that shit back, I ball, nigga, no fumble
 
Grew in the B-LO Imma rust belt goon
Threw up them signs nigga, Imma hood tycoon
I do it for the bitches, make em all swoon
Once you get the money then comes the poon
 
Money power respect, everything I know
Pussy paper maryjane, nigga, we blowin o's
Started on the corner, nigga, moving them kilos
Started from the bottom, nigga, this ain't a life that I chose
 
Pain comes from struggle, struggle comes from loss
Gain comes from hustle, still all the homies that I've lost
The cane reigns supreme, moving snow like Jack Frost
My name is my name, bitch I'm the boss
 
The mules are below me, my employees
Stacking all that cheddar, I'm not talking about cheese
Hang with the them killas, the original fucking G's
Fuck with them hoes, bitches fiendin' for the D
 
Get on they knees, but they ain't praying
Lord save me please from the gats niggas spraying
Fuck the police they working for Satan
I can't fuckin breathe, they beat me for slanging
 
Dope to my people, the war on drugs is medieval // Smoke a little green? Life in a jail cell
Awoke to them fiends, the life I lived was hell
Troubled mind, snorting lines, all from the dope that I sell

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EternalBoyYeezy
Member since January 19 2014

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