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Day I Die

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Day I Die

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Started with nothing

Talking this, talking that,talk that money, nigga!

Huh?

In the ghetto shit gets real, i dont care how niggas feel

Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot

All these cameras make you hot, i bet these hammers make em drop

I got my shades on, and this head is strong

Them diamonds black just like akon

I know killers beats, lets not rate poor

Made 8 songs thats like 8 bomb

Beat knocking that base strong

From the same town that put mays on

And he came too, i smoke bamboo till them brains stew

Stop copying what your man do

Most count all the bitches i ran through

Og kush from oakland, take that to the head like shampoo

Grand crew free max beat, all this paper coming in tax free

I started with a whole lot of nothing

Now im trying to take everything they got

Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot!

All i wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day i die

All i wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day i die

Started with the whole lot of nothing,

Now im trying to take everything they got

Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot!

All i wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day i die

All i wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day i die

In the ghetto shit gets real, i dont care how niggas feel

Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot

All these cameras make you hot, i bet these hammers make em drop

I started back in the 87

But before the folks i kept the weapons

Trying to flip big daddy cane

Nigga what, no half stepping

Then i switch to moving grain, hesitate, i got connected

I hustle hard, all these minds, check 16 i was on the cars

90 lumina ,impala on the rise

When you see him shoot for the stars

Man, it wasnt about no dreaming, it was about killing mars

With folds got his shit crack

Maam, we aint had no daddy, nobody tell us to get back

That sucks when im trying to sleep, and im still hearin them click clacks

I started with a whole lot of nothing

Now im trying to take everything they got

Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot!

All i wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day i die

All i wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day i die

Started with the whole lot of nothing,

Now im trying to take everything they got

Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot!

All i wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day i die

All i wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day i die

In the ghetto shit gets real, i dont care how niggas feel

Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot

All these cameras make you hot, i bet these hammers make em drop

I dont need your hand shakes and your fake love

Niggas fuck you up and then still speak

She sucked me up, till i feel weak

She nasty, but i love it

My shooter with me in public

Coming from where the house was public

Got myself popping nigga with no budget!

Got them five o, so i ride slow

Smoking hydro till my eyes low

Would it take the bull, hesitate the bull

So just save the bull for chicago

Get wrapped up like a job roll

Younger, rich, poor the flossin

He cooking up for the fortune

But better ya afford a coffin

Recorders often to catch you

So watch who you stay next to

Extended clips that will strech you

Shots get send just like a bitch text you

These streets better know my story

Dedication, passion and glory

Glock 9 so clutch robbery

Get us my bike, dont step on my morris nigga!

I started with a whole lot of nothing

Now im trying to take everything they got

Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot!

All i wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day i die

All i wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day i die

Started with the whole lot of nothing,

Now im trying to take everything they got

Coming from the bottom, starving and take their spot!

All i wanna do is touch a million dollars before the day i die

All i wanna do is touch a billion dollars before the day i die

In the ghetto shit gets real, i dont care how niggas feel

Pop a pill, smoke a blunt, take a shot, shake the spot

All these cameras make you hot, i bet these hammers make em dro

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