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When this life counting you out
Stay strong
And everybody turning you off
Stay on
At least we gon
Figure it out
Face on
Oh ohhh
Mama we gon level it up
Keep praying
No more with the sad nights
We on
Your kids having families now
We blessed
Oh ohh
When im on the field
I be going for the kill
All my niggas on
We been Moving through the hills
Aiming for the moon
Yeah we comin out with meals
Livin out the closet
I was making up my meal
A niga had to charge
It was tough
Shit for real
But I made it cuss
I had to cut some deals
Workin hard
Man I want a quarter mill
Livin large cuss
I had to skip a meal
The haters cannot step on me
No way
We slidin through the mulla we okay
This money steady callin me all day
No way, Its your way
The haters cannot step on me
No way
We slidin through the mulla we okay
This money steady calling me all day
No way Its your way
When this life counting you out
Stay strong
And everybody turning you off
Stay on
At least we gon
Figure it out
Face on
Oh ohhh
Mama we gon level it up
Keep praying
No more with the sad nights
We on
Your kids having families now
We blessed
Oh ohh
The haters cannot step on me
No way
We slidin through the mulla we okay
This money steady callin me all day
No way, Its your way
The haters cannot step on me
No way
We slidin through the mulla we okay
This money steady calling me all day
No way Its your way
Yeah we steady coming
For the money
We be blowing like a fountain
With my niggas we be moving
Through the mozle
Hit the court ye we made it is a must
Yeah they movin outta pace
When im switchin up my race
You never did accounts
So i'd barely get a chase
I gotta feed my hood
So nobody get a chase
Nigas say they love me
But just do it on my face
When this life counting you out
Stay strong
And everybody turning you off
Stay on
At least we gon
Figure it out
Face on
Oh ohhh
Mama we gon level it up
Keep praying
No more with the sad nights
We on
Your kids having families now
We blessed
Oh ohh
Yeah we steady coming
For the money
We be blowing like a fountain
With my niggas we be moving
Through the mozle
Hit the court ye we made it is a must
Yeah they movin outta pace
When im switchin up my race
You never did accounts
So i'd barely get a chase
I gotta feed my hood
So nobody get a chase
Nigas say they love me
But just do it on my face
