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[Chorus]
Might go out to Cali to meet with a label
Then turn right around and go meet with the girls
I remember back then when we didn't have a bed
We would spread out a blanket and sleep on the floor
I'll be ready to jump out the window
When I hear some knockin' and bangin' at the front of my door
And only the hustlers know how it feel
When you can't ever settle, you gotta get more

[Verse]
This shit kinda hard, but I make it look easy
I been on my grind like I'm skatin' with Weezy
I married the game and we both said our vows
And I told that bitch, "You better not never lеave me"
My bitch started bitchin', I ain't doin' no trippin'
Got a fеw hoes to call that could suck on my wee-wee
The same niggas fakin' and hatin'
Act like they ain't watchin', the same niggas that wanna be me
Better go ask my mama, no matter how hard it was
I always got to the court like Luigi
Like I didn't have no odds, I would picture good times
I would sit back and wonder this shit like I'm Stevie
I ain't ate all day, I woke up and got to it
But these back-to-back 'Woods startin' to give me the munchies
I'm straight out of Dallas, but walk in my closet
And all of my clothes from somewhere out the country
My brothers and sisters, they goin' to college
I promise they not finna grow up a dummy
These rap niggas gayer than a bitch
They'll jump in the camera and start shakin' ass for some money

[Chorus]
Might go out to Cali to meet with a label
Then turn right around and go meet with the girls
I remember back then when we didn't have a bed
We would spread out a blanket and sleep on the floor
I'll be ready to jump out the window
When I hear some knockin' and bangin' at the front of my door
And only the hustlers know how it feel
When you can't ever settle, you gotta get more