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Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah...
To the next life
It's the return to the winners circle

They be on tables like poker chips
Dangled in front you buy suits
Who'd assume you'd be a two bit hustler, hasty moves
From the cradle to the grave might be a short walk
Real talk, it's just a matter of ink
So many people in your ear you can't hear yourself think
Your homies like do that shit
Your old head say you need to let somebody redo that shit
Call up a lawyer,
But an arm and a leg it cost ya just to walk through the office
Consultation charges
End up taking bigger bites than your portion
And you was just online lookin at porsches
Now your feelin tight pocket garbage
Cause your check bein garnished
No cool grey area about it
Executives is black hearted
They could care less about repossessions
Disconnect the cell phones
All evictions from apartments
It's no country for artists
Trap floor from under the carpet
Figured you'll fall for it
Cause you're struggling and you're starving
That don't mean your stupid
Reverse the game
Pull the rug from them losers
Carve your own lane
Stay true to your music
I'm watching myself do it
I saw somebody else get close to it
But you know how it is
The good die young mostly over bullshit

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