| What’s up, this our new artist Quest
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| Check him out, sing the hook baby
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| Baby don’t cry, I know you stressed out
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| Because I live the thug life
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| Ducking dodging cops, and selling drugs all night
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| I know it seems hard, but it’ll be alright
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| Oooh, it’s alright-i-ight
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| Steady paranoid eyes and gray skies, looking at the people in my life
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| Trying to read my mind, cause this world ain’t treating me right
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| Barely sleeping at night, with so much stress and drama on my brain
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| Cause busting bitch ass niggas, want me out of the game
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| Now ain’t that a shame, can’t be real with niggas niggas ain’t real
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| Can’t put my trust in none of em, cause these niggas’ll steal
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| And if I show 'em they stealing, they’d think a nigga tripping
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| But yet still they plot to catch a nigga slipping, pistol gripping
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| When my pockets itching, to stack money
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| Never thought my baby mama, would bitch and act funny
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| Walking round fat tummy, talking bout she pregnant for me
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| Then turn around, and say it’s for a nigga named Deep
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| But I ain’t tripping cause I got what I wanted, and let a head in some pussy
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| Always knew I was gone make it, so she’s scared to overlook me
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| Therefor, I hope that nigga that you with walking by your side
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| But don’t be looking all sad, bitch smile
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| I feel this world, is full of envy and greee-eeed
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| Suckas and bustas, all wanna witness me bleee-eding
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| I paid my dues to become rich, now these folks all up on my dick
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| They wanna hate cause we balling, on top of ours and they falling
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| I done spent too many pain, from struggling years
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| Behind and under, heavy rain blood sweat and my tears
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| All on my lonesome, I’ve been facing my fears
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| I see day to day problems, in the faces of my peers
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| No need to be greedy, cause I’m just trying to get what I’m worth
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| Before the people have us the hats, and wipe me off the face of the earth
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| And place me in dirt, brought up as a problem child
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| Going through so much drama, but I still smile
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| You know I’m thugging, not for a hobby it’s just my life
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| It’s gon be a hot minute, 'fore I find me a wife
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| I’m into short term relations, switching up situations
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| Always on the go, I hustle for occupation
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| Got them people watching, they trying to shatter my world
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| You’s a major part of me, that’s how I look at it girl
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| Get your mind right, it ain’t no need for tears
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| I’ve been grinding getting this money, living dirty for years
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| When we lay chest to chest, you moan and say you love me
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| 'Fore you fall asleep tonight, say another prayer for me
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| It’s one honey, get the stress off your brain
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| I’m built to maintain, lil' mama just do your thang
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| I’m my own man, and I’ma do just what I can
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| Staying inside my character, sticking straight to the plan
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| As for me and you, I’m trying to keep it true
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| It’s a struggle on the streets, but you’re still my boo |