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[verse1] by Nator
Meditated
Meditated on herbs
started with just a dollar and dream like Jermaine
Hustled everyday like a slave
You know the story young boy trynna get the dough
Ain't no rest until i get it all
I want a big crib, and a whip with the suicide doors
When i pull up make a killer shoe like Whoa!!
Ain't no rest yeah i'm trynna be the man
Ezam' zonke yeah they came for the cash
Only putting 3170 on the map, NPG yeah you know i represent
wait little boy be careful with your words
One day you might end up in the hearse nigger
[verse2] by Krazy Kat
Look, uh
Man all my niggers on the grind
All my niggers feena shine , i swear we in it for the dime
we just trynna make it out the slums, steady grinding all the time
we ain't stopping motherfucker, look i just pray i make it through nigger
Fuck the pain I've been through, man i'm off to something new nigger
Need a crib with the perfect view, need a bitch an have a kid or two
Roll some for my fears
I'm just trynna elevate little nigger fuck the stairs
Popping bottles with my peers
They all screaming fuck the past cause we ain't never going back
Put my focus on the dibas
Give a fuck about this niggers x2
i don't fuck with this niggers
[Verse3] by Verbnaq
Oh my gawd, yeah
I'm such a workaholic
Oh my gawd i don't sleep till the morning
Man god tell gawd we've been praying
On the real though i'm highly blessed
I call my sons Grandma Rafiki cause she holds him high
Me and Martin Luther
I see a lot common ish, hero in my own way
With this body of work we trynna body anybody that comes our way
Batshele pintshi yami, sifuna i loaf ne butter
Eh bayeke bakhulume sbali, that's what they good at
Get off their business, we young and we doing it
Jack of all trades, formal hooligan
With me you never know cause i always do it in the low
Verb
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