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Quest - What Greatness Is Made Of Lyrics

And all I wanna do is get enough to get up in it and get out of here
Watch you working like a child is here
Fuck that, I'm feeling proud in here
Killing myself, maybe the drown is here
And the killer bless me, maybe the lord is on a tour to test me
Closed eyes, telling anybody in my way, ... am I so blind?
I got enough to ... cold blinds
But man who doesn't, mamas love him,
Nieces, uncles, nephew, cousins
Ah, come by the dozen, too dirty I'm not worthy
All my understanding comes from you, you
Shouts to my niggas on the grind all the time
Cause that's all day... too, too
Keep the faith even when everybody down shit knows that vision's true, true
2 chains, lately the mind's been Hussein
Consumed by this cruel game
Who's cool, who's lame, is this high school with this new slang
A little bit up for the most part
Niggas choose blues schools over Mozart
No job, but I believe in the dream that was set upon me
Like nuts upon a bar, and shadows upon a star
Even when I'm giving up, understand I'll never fall
Wonder all my niggas who was in it from the start
Telling me don't even trip, homie get a grip
Middle finger to them haters ...never give them...

Not make these bitches famous...
I gotta get that, black eyed peas on down
While I'm looking at the bank...
For the brain I lost
Never looking back though
No shackles, on the soul,
So I ... feeling like an asshole
Warrup doc? Everything is hard but the promises are better...
Egos people, ... soaring through the sky like an american eagle
... the beat goes, I'm trying to get it all and give it to the ones
Who ain't never had a chance like I
No scale niggas... doubt, ... depending on the...
Life's too short and death is discrete
Huh, breathe on that
Shout out to my niggas who believe in that
Bring it to my niggas who believe in straps
Cause ain't no love, where the peace is at my nigga
Ain't no love, where the peace is at
I'm trying to put it together, there the pieces at?
...riding around with no wind to go...
I sing songs with my niggas and my queen on the side on me
With the high heels on
Bitch ass niggas like hyenas...fuck around and get dealt with
Niggas who talk I ain't felt with
So when I roll I don't know you hoes...better know, bitch.

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