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NICHOLAS GRANT
NICHOLAS GRANT
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Maxime RAMANANJANAHARY
Maxime RAMANANJANAHARY
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Kavi lybarger
Kavi lybarger
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I got bad habits Tryna works so much I got family on my line Saying I miss so much I been hustling on the grind I'm Trying to do so much And I ain't famous yet But know I'm bout to do so much Yea and I'm proud of me And fuck everybody else That ain't gone tell me Do this for my self Get the whole thing Hit up the plug I know he know me Yea yea Running this shit just like a don Nigga yea yea Way before I had my first son Nigga yea yea I was done bad I had nothing Nigga yea yea Now I'm on top and shining bright Inside these diamonds This is my year that's guranteed I got some kids that gotta eat I got a family I gotta feed And it's getting to me I keep on praying I'm trying to see Everything inside my dreams Know it's hard sometimes But it's working for me I talk to god he talk to me He say be optimistic Cause everything inside my life Don't need to be rushed And cherish moments built off love You on't live for ever And niggas that ain't moving real Catching dust forever Bad habits Tryna work so much I got family on my line Saying I miss so much I been hustling on the grind I'm tryna do so much I know a Nigga ain't famous But I'm doing so much Yea yea Said I'm doing so much I'm on the move I know some niggas think I ain't doing much They looking in And most of the time they wasn't a friend They tryna get In But niggas know I didn't w out them I'm only here To make my momma proud of me I'm glad my papa still alive Got time for you and me To talk about something's I got some shit that's weighing out on me I'm tryna get it out of me Grown man shit I'm tryna grow the fuck up I had kid when I was a kid I'm tryna show the fuck up And all the time that I done missed And All my kids done grown up Ones 6, two is 2, and Still got one that's 9 months Yea yea But I got time to kill I'm tryna make sure I get everything I run it still I started trapping when I was young Nigga I still deal I can not stop this is my life I know this shit for real I'm talking bad habits I'm tryna work so much I got my family on my line Saying I miss so much I'm always hustling on the grind I'm tryna do so much I know a nigga ain't famous But I'm doing so much Yea yea Yea Believe it or love it I been hustling on the grind I'm tryna make sure it's lovely I been painting all these pictures Know my life has been ugly I been hustling in these streets I'm tryna make sure there something that we Run home to And some one that loves me Cause I was down bad I know I had nothing And I ain't never ask for help I don't need none Cause I know god is on my side I'm the chosen one Yea I'm the reason why everybody in my family eating I'm the reason why my family Gone have everything they need it I'm reason why my family gone be Living in big cribs Having everything shipped Everything brand new Getting everything they wish for Yea I know Everything ain't been like this before Oh nah yea yea I been tryna change my life And tryna save a few I been down about myself I change my point of view I'm tryna be more optimistic But it's hard too I know life has been rough I'll get it all for you All for you All for you Talking bad habits Tryna work so much I got family on my line Saying I miss so much I been hustling on the grind I'm tryna do so much I know a nigga ain't famous But I'm doing so much
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