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Dee-1( Dee1 )
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Work
I put in 50 applications, still can't get no work But homie on the boulevard he said he got that work And shawty said come over, talkin bout she got that work Huh, man I'm thinkin bout it, but that ain't gone work Hard times make the clock tick slow Throw money at my sistas so they duck and get low With poison in my cup, and yup I prolly sip slow Guess that's the way it is since I been workin 10-4 (I hope they hear me) It ain't even bout the money Cuz I ain't ever had nothing But they don't wanna see me win just simply cuz of how high I'm comin' I'm Dee-1, that mission, vision, molten fire spittin' soldier Liftin' up New Orleans Rippin' up your cypher from the Oval Office Presidential flow, im talkin (YEAHHHH) Landslide victory cuz (YEAHHH) And havin' faith is beautiful But faith without works is dead Call the preacher, book the funeral Homie spend that business See my hook for what it is Oh you got ends, spend that business Feed them dirty ghetto kids (They had a gun to Jeezy head but I heard they let em live, why?) Cuz dude remembered that I used to teach his kid All work, no play, that's scary But yo, all play, no work Before I leave I gots to ask a question: If you got God on yo' side, why you stressin'? I put in 50 applications, still can't get no work But homie on the boulevard he said he got that work And shawty said come over, talkin bout she got that work Huh, man I'm thinkin bout it, but that ain't gone work Hard times make the clock tick slow Throw money at my sistas so they duck and get low With poison in my cup, and yup I prolly sip slow Guess that's the way it is since I been workin 10-4 And if my lyrics too much God is two times two much Well, That is two times two much Cuz every time I fail, you know I only fail God And know he still accept you boy I'm out here workin' hard Spiritually, I did that Mentally, I killed that Physically, it's comin' and I know where I'mma end at Please let's not pretend that You know how to end that Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Cycle in yo' life that's got you worryin where your ends at I go where my ends at The old me is dead, the new me's pretty crazy Religious folk confuse me, we on the same team But I relate to buddy on the corner smokin' green So I be out there workin with em (See I'm just tryna build) But people wanna tear me down and tell me how to live And listen, I ain't got no time for haters This game of life is hard, and I don't love her I put in 50 applications, still can't get no work But homie on the boulevard he said he got that work And shawty said come over, talkin bout she got that work Huh, man I'm thinkin bout it, but that ain't gone work Hard times make the clock tick slow Throw money at my sistas so they duck and get low With poison in my cup, and yup I prolly sip slow Guess that's the way it is since I been workin 10-4 I seen a rich man cry I asked that rich man why? He told a rich man lie Cuz he had rich man pride I think his rich man ride Went on a rich man trip But when that rich man died… His po' soul wasn't missed And though he died with a lot That rich man still died Ain't no escapin' death You know the cost of livin' is high He loved to stunt in the show Now he got nothing to show For the life that he was given… But a crib and a boat 'Crae what you think 'bout homie? He gained the world but he still lost his soul, Dee Only 1 life to live but its over Even if you die in honor Your possessions might still own ya, Hol' up I hope you know you got a purpose and a mission So I'm giving you this wisdom so that you don't end up with him Censors like being blind Paralyzed, with no taste Can't smell the roses They hear what we sayin' We ain't playin, Bro
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