When it begins nigga
You'll realize you can win nigga
You pray at night cause times is hard you can't pretend nigga
Late nights wit long wind nigga
Early mornings paint a big picture
Put in overtime at night I'm closing in
True artist shit every time i clutch a win
How Niggas spending so much money on this strippas
Ballin every night but can't afford to feed yo sisters
Damn how the f*ck can that be yo Mental
A soul protector? I been raised to be a pit bull
That's why I'm suppose to keep this pistol
It aint yo about luck it's about yo grizzle
You get off yo grind thats when shit hit you
Some family stop calling these bitches aint gone miss you
Heavy as the head that wear the crown ain't my issue
Remember all them nights i had to fight yo build my momentum
Listening to ocean views while I'm in the bitch
Blue Faces in my pocket im in a Benz but I ain't rich
My bitch high up in a suite Smoking In my jacuzzi
Can't wait til I come up we f*cking just like a movie
But If I don't hit you I put my g on it
Put a ticket on yo head I'll put my feee on it
They say Banks ain't bout no pressure til I squeeze on em
So shit let's speak on it
See these niggas ain't real and these bitches ain't no realer
Can't put yo trust up in these streets just play yo part and be resilient
Get money wit yo people put food up in y'all stomachs
Then execute a plan so yo child can have fundings
That what you gotta do to making out this jungle
Exceed through that pressure and be 100 in yo struggle
Stay down til you come up most importantly remain humble
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When it begins nigga
You'll realize you can win nigga
You pray at night cause times is hard you can't pretend nigga
Late nights wit long wind nigga
Early mornings paint a big picture
Put in overtime at night I'm closing in
True artist shit every time i clutch a win
How Niggas spending so much money on this strippas
Ballin every night but can't afford to feed yo sisters
Damn how the f*ck can that be yo Mental
A soul protector? I been raised to be a pit bull
That's why I'm suppose to keep this pistol
It aint yo about luck it's about yo grizzle
You get off yo grind thats when shit hit you
Some family stop calling these bitches aint gone miss you
Heavy as the head that wear the crown ain't my issue
Remember all them nights i had to fight yo build my momentum
Listening to ocean views while I'm in the bitch
Blue Faces in my pocket im in a Benz but I ain't rich
My bitch high up in a suite Smoking In my jacuzzi
Can't wait til I come up we f*cking just like a movie
But If I don't hit you I put my g on it
Put a ticket on yo head I'll put my feee on it
They say Banks ain't bout no pressure til I squeeze on em
So shit let's speak on it
See these niggas ain't real and these bitches ain't no realer
Can't put yo trust up in these streets just play yo part and be resilient
Get money wit yo people put food up in y'all stomachs
Then execute a plan so yo child can have fundings
That what you gotta do to making out this jungle
Exceed through that pressure and be 100 in yo struggle
Stay down til you come up most importantly remain humble
You'll realize you can win nigga
You pray at night cause times is hard you can't pretend nigga
Late nights wit long wind nigga
Early mornings paint a big picture
Put in overtime at night I'm closing in
True artist shit every time i clutch a win
How Niggas spending so much money on this strippas
Ballin every night but can't afford to feed yo sisters
Damn how the f*ck can that be yo Mental
A soul protector? I been raised to be a pit bull
That's why I'm suppose to keep this pistol
It aint yo about luck it's about yo grizzle
You get off yo grind thats when shit hit you
Some family stop calling these bitches aint gone miss you
Heavy as the head that wear the crown ain't my issue
Remember all them nights i had to fight yo build my momentum
Listening to ocean views while I'm in the bitch
Blue Faces in my pocket im in a Benz but I ain't rich
My bitch high up in a suite Smoking In my jacuzzi
Can't wait til I come up we f*cking just like a movie
But If I don't hit you I put my g on it
Put a ticket on yo head I'll put my feee on it
They say Banks ain't bout no pressure til I squeeze on em
So shit let's speak on it
See these niggas ain't real and these bitches ain't no realer
Can't put yo trust up in these streets just play yo part and be resilient
Get money wit yo people put food up in y'all stomachs
Then execute a plan so yo child can have fundings
That what you gotta do to making out this jungle
Exceed through that pressure and be 100 in yo struggle
Stay down til you come up most importantly remain humble
Writer: Keyshun Banks
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