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Album: OG Maco Durasi: 4:16

Gave em hustle, struggle, pain from me, now they want more

Go through the rain, I survive the flames, now they want more

Give em somethin till there's nothin' left, now they want more

Seem rich but I need wealth, now I want more

Choppin, choppin, it's like Vietnam, smokin' Napalm

Livin' days, I ain't slept in days, hit the the fourth one

Everybody think their waterproof till the storm come

Make it rain, 100 dolla bills 100 round drums

Pull the rage and I'm out the cage, when I'm on the stage

You can see the savage, pocket watchin' just like field hands

Fuck it, [?], I'm tryna count the cabbage

Fuck you talkin' for if I ain't ask it?

Arky smilin' but bitch I ain't laughin'

Let you call me on my bank root

All them commas, that's a real hoop

Still thinkin' bout the black coupe

It's a P1, top seat, [?]

If I ain't top Five it's cause I'm top two

You prolly thought it was a year or two

Bitch, you guessin, now they want more

Competition for the competition

Never slippin', I'm like ya'll souls

All on one but that's on every song

Gave em hustle, struggle, pain from me, now they want more

Go through the rain, I survive the flames, now they want more

Give em somethin till there's nothin' left, now they want more

Seem rich but I need wealth, now I want more

I got a feelin' but there's nothing in

All this profin gotta be a sin

Euros too, stack a million year

I trust bitches with a million friends

She just watch a homie, she justm plottin on me

Feelin' tensions, why you actin' different?

Poppin' bottles, this a young nigga

Nineteen over 20 hands, had to get the money to my man

Told em here bout the masterplan

Just the otha day he understand

We'll kill em with the truth

Broad day no mask on

A young'n scarin' children of the corn

Bunch of niggas raised with winter [?]

Pimpin pimpin sippin sippin neva cookin cookies

Got yo feelins trippin listen listen

There's no pencil

Chew it up without a stencil

In the pistol with the read option

Couple scrambles, now I'm outta pocket

Heroin and music, watch it rock me

I'm a star like my new Givenchy, on that topic where is Erykah

Tell Badu I wanna touch her, just confessin', I ain't Usher

Teachin' lessons, no professor, bobble ratchet on my dresser

How you gon' do it? Say you want more!

How ya gon' prove it? Workin' workin' I'm in overtime

Clockin' in, nigga, grab a scale

Be a starter how you run the pie

Put in work on your birthday

Gave em hustle, struggle pain from me, now they want more

Go through the rain, I survive the flames, now they want more

Give em somethin till there's nothin' left, now they want more

Seem rich but I need wealth, now I want more