Ayy-ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy, that´s probably Tago Know what I´m sayin´, though Pipe that shit up, TNT Ayy, yeah, yeah Uh uh, what you mean, no need?
What you mean, no need? Yeah
So many nights, I gave up So many times, I gave up Struggling what made us Hustling what saved us So many nights, I tried and tried So many nights, I´d grind and grind Finally I feel it´s time to shine For all of those nights from time to time
I´m just reachin´ my shirt and my sneakers I get in my feelings and start buying purses for eaters I turn all the hurt to believers I don´t fuck with rappers, ain´t sellin´ no verses or features I don´t fuck with preachers or teachers
They lie to your face, how could you ever believe ´em? I turn in the game from the bleachers I´m good game forever, could never get left or deceive ´em
Hey I´m turnin´ the hurt to believers I come from the curb, chasin´ out smokers and geekers Remember I hustled for sneakers Feds in the hood, was finna go buy me a beeper Beeper, the freak night to leave you I buy her a purse so she can show all her people After she show all her people All of her brothers and cousins gon´ ask for a feature ´Member when a nigga felt stuck? Stayed down ´til I came up
´Member when a nigga gave up? Now a young nigga caked up Uncle D taught me save up Showed me how to step my game up Same labels who played us Same labels who play us
So many nights, I gave up So many times, I gave up Struggling what made us Hustling what saved us So many nights, I tried and tried So many nights, I´d grind and grind Finally I feel it´s time to shine For all of those nights from time to time
I´m just reachin´ my shirt and my sneakers I get in my feelings and start buying purses for eaters
I turn all the hurt to believers I don´t fuck with rappers, ain´t sellin´ no verses or features I don´t fuck with preachers or teachers They lie to your face, how could you ever believe ´em? I turn in the game from the bleachers I´m good game forever, could never get left or deceive ´em
So many nights, I gave up So many times, I gave up Struggling what made us
Hustling what saved us So many nights, I tried and tried So many nights, I´d grind and grind Finally I feel it´s time to shine For all of those nights from time to time
I´m just reachin´ my shirt and my sneakers I get in my feelings and start buying purses for eaters I turn all the hurt to believers I don´t fuck with rappers, ain´t sellin´ no verses or features I don´t fuck with preachers or teachers They lie to your face, how could you ever believe ´em? I turn in the game from the bleachers I´m good game forever, could never get left or deceive ´em
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