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Lyrics:
I like this right here, courtesy of (The Renegades) What up! Spark up!

(Chorus)
Now I've been through so much shit in my life dog and I can't take it
And I can see my goals right in front of my eyes, dog and I'm gonna make it
And you can bet your bottom dollar, that I won't quit, no, no, no, not me
And I'ma keep pushing, hustling, and remain on my grind, yeah

(First Verse)
Triple black whip em in the city day dreaming
Sipping while I’m trippin’ duckin’ behind the tinted leanin’
Ridin’ in the 2012, hell they ain't seen it
Rolly on an arm, louboutin, thanks Neiman
Throwing deuces to my niggas when I ride by
Pistol on me, see my haters through my side eye
I just drive by, all my bitches top notch
Reminiscing how I'm living, boy does time fly
In a state of mind on Interstate 9-5
In conversation with guys who stay in suit and ties
7 figures, I'd figured that I would beat the odds
Sorry, that's your lady fucking other nigga broads
Never mind me; I'm just a black man
Let them tell it I won't make it unless I'm light skinned
Say my past is jealous of all my future plans
Cause I'm 7 figures up, they say I never can
I'm involved with them conversations
So when they talking phantoms I just might elaborate it
Dream chasing, fuck haters, mama crib gated
Cool lady, crusadin' up in 2 ladies
Had 2 babies looking like they damn daddy
Still at it, the swag is so illmatic, its so illmatic
I'm day dreaming the instrumental is real magic

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