Your favorite artist's biggest song's the one that fuckin' featured us Us as in me and $crim, the ones that make your speakers bust (Grey, Grey, Grey) The ones who make the reaper blush I feel like Jesus Christ the way my sneakers rust (Oh) Nose bleedin' like I been snortin' bleacher dust (Uh) Now I've got the scent of blood (Uh), now I know the hustle (Uh) First you gotta find it but it'll stick around until the drugs gonе It's always money over bitches, cashin' out from thеse love songs They always want a handout so I make sure I got my gloves on (Uh) Paper, sweat and blood, dropped a few tears along the way (Along the way) People come and go but I ride for the ones that long to stay (That long to stay) From dusk 'til dawn, I hibernate, from dawn to dusk, I'll find a way To leave my fuckin' mark on this world, they'll trace the mark on Grey
Dollars on my mind like I can't afford to think Talkin' to myself like I can't afford a shrink Never thought that I could love 'til I sipped on the dra-a-a-ank, okay Let me collect myself, smoke leakin' out the Ghost like it came from Hell Yeah, ugly but I ball like I'm Tony Snell (North) If you bendin' over bitches then I bid farewell, huh, yeah, bye You know that shawty want a thug (Yeah), I just want the drugs (Yeah) Surrounded by these hoes, prayin' for 'em in the club (Lord, help these bitches) Show me where the love and I show you where it ain't Just some bugs on my grill, steady fuckin' up my paint (Grey, Grey, Grey)
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