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Got it out the mud I was really in the dirt

Sleeping on the floor spent a week in the same shirt

I ain't had no choice had to lab up get work

I was pushing keys cooking up for a fee

Turn a zero into three

So I gotta grip that piece

Staying up til' three cuz the money don't sleep

We was in the locs living out the chop shop

Nothing but a labby and a Glock

Run off the drop we gon pop

Nah this shit can't stop won't stop