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Evan W Vaughan
Evan W Vaughan
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Was just on my ass With nothing Now I'm in my bag My duffle Turnup all u niggas in trouble No I'm not ya average Hustler I know how it feel fuck it up get it Back I already been thru that struggle I know how it feel standout on that Trap all-day And u don't make nothing Was just on my ass With nothing Now I'm in my bag My duffle Turnup all u niggas in trouble No I'm not ya average Hustler I know how it feel fuck it up get it Back I already been thru that struggle I know how it feel standout on that Trap all-day And u don't make nothing You ever had a nigga hit ya Stache Beat the wrong nigga ass But the snake is your cousin Shit brought me pain by the Dozens Head to the sky Like fuck it I'm thugging I don't reply U know I'm out hugging Don't ask me why I ain't tolerating nothing Nigga going die I don't play bout my mother U know that I feel the same way About my brothers Trying to progress out here being Productive I got to go get it I'm not getting Younger Drop the address and u know that we Coming Flushing them out' we ain't doing No plumbing Playing with your life If u playing with my money Nd I ain't playing I want it Dem 100s, 50s, 10s,and 20s Better believe that I'm still out Hunting Busting down Ps bag them In onions Was just on my ass With nothing Now I'm in my bag My duffle Turnup all u niggas in trouble No I'm not ya average Hustler I know how it feel fuck it up get it Back I already been thru dat struggle I know how it feel standout on that Trap all-day And u don't make nothing Was just on my ass With nothing Now I'm in my bag My duffle Turnup all u niggas in trouble No I'm not ya average Hustler I know how it feel fuck it up get it Back I already been thru that struggle I know how it feel standout on that Trap all-day And u don't make nothing I see no shame In my struggle From where I came its the same As the jungle I overcame everything For my mother Stood in the rain with the cane In my bubble Blood in my veins Is The blood of a hustler Who am I to blame I came up more rougher Charge to the game It just made me more tougher Its more to the story But most I can't tell ya By time I'm 40 I'm trying to be wealthy Trying to be living And own a few houses Owning a business And have a accountant Public service announcement Do what u do U can keep on doubting Never going slow up Dis money I'm counting Never going fold on My niggas no matter Nothing was handed To me on A platter Had to go get it I got to chase after I just had to be active Every action don't need A reaction Don't give them that Satisfaction Breaking it down I break it to fractions I know how to add it Still in the field We not playing madden We still get them 8s like Lamar Jackson Was just on my ass With nothing Now I'm in my bag My duffle Turnup all u niggas in trouble No I'm not ya average Hustler I know how it feel fuck it up get it Back I already been thru that struggle I know how it feel standout on that Trap all day And u don't make nothing Was just on my ass With nothing Now I'm in my bag My duffle Turnup all u niggas in trouble No I'm not ya average Hustler I know how it feel fuck it up get it Back I already been thru that struggle I know how it feel standout on that Trap all day And u don't make nothing
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