This is a song about "Hardwork day nd night"

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Mothers' heads tucked in, day and night they'd cry/

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Your in my mind day n night,

My god rules the day and night

Ain't that how black's do it, right

Doing every day things, at night

And if i want to go outside

He pries the night, so one day he might fly again/

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

In this life you dead wrong or ain't living right

Forced to live another day and die another night,

Mothers heads tucked in, day and night they'll cry/

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Thinking every night of one day going in