Breathe
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I am Aye this that street classic nigga Streets talk Reason to doubt a nigga, uh Reason to doubt a nigga Uh, reason to out a nigga Reason to clap a nigga Living in poverty no reason to doubt a nigga Grew up listen the J, college drop out like 'Ye Brought in jail in upstate, yeah he serving a 8 Mama worry and stressin’, meanwhile I’m happy Adding on to the problems, thinking I’m solving em Mama I don’t wanna see her hurt no more Got a plan mama you aint got to work no more Family struggling, niggas is hustling A reason for reason, they blaming the government Tryin to stack cheese bigger than the government Two twins bricks and I call em the doublemint Immigration laws, I don't fuck with it I got Mexican friends and the streets loving it, I got plug and i ain’ t talking bout with a gang set, Colombia shit, nigga I can go direct, Grieselda Blanco nigga, the head honcho nigga Hundred bands on your head, to show that ain’t your nigga Put a ring, or it ain’t your bitch, Put in work on that mission or it ain’t your lick, Put your title on the line, or that aint your whip, you got keys to the crib what ‘bout ownership, huh, boss shit im on another level rollie watch no stones, sky dweller AP rose gold, that’s a buck 80 All I wanted was a key of coke and a new Mercedes I was born in the 80s , get money in the 90s I’m a real hustler ain't it Baking soda pot, watch it rise and rock Taking it to the block, seven hundred a pot, Niggas raising stock, holla calaca Shout out to my Dominicans, Ridge Crest like Afghanistan, we militant, I am, I am, the cravy. I am king I am the streets I am .. quality street music I am.. November 90 Yo Gotti I am ..exercise of you nigga. Thanks to Bri for correcting these lyrics
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