[Intro:] Yeah, ugh
Hollywood shit..
You know that, man..
[Verse one:]
That's a grey concrete, man, solid as concrete, ain't no defeat
Make a twenty from a ten, do the triple my own profit
I let my golden eagle fly for searchig something to eat, man
Elders know what they need to tell how to get a meat
Then I'm about get that fucking paper with dead presidents on it
I hear my phone's calling, need to talk for questions solving
NBA balling, ankle-break, I see you falling
And I see Nate's rolling..
So I wanna ask you, just agree, homie, what the fuck is this, homie?!
Most of them really like to live with painted masks only
All these slut ass phonies, million people copies
All these bored stories.. fuck it
I've been trying get of that green while I make theire bodies swing
It's spinning and hypnotizing so try to not fall of a ring
Grey concrete, man, solid as concrete, ain't no defeat
Make a twenty from a ten, do the triple my own profit, man
[Hook:]
My brothers in the streets, still hustle around city
Doing it in low-key but getting more g's
My people in the streets, still hustle around city
Doing it in low-key but getting more g's
My people in the streets, still hustle around city
Doing it in low-key but getting more g's
My people in the streets, still hustle around city
Doing it in low-key and do that more g's
[Outro:]
*Addlibs*
They call, I gotta go, man
Yeah, that's how we do it..
Jae-Brothers up in this motherfucker

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