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Memories open doors to all the forgotten wars
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Of course I¡¯m holding corpses with signifial aborces
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Still I toss it to the limit dealer,
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Call on these niggers who work the hardest to struggle just to afford it.
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Everyday balling, courting you niggas bitches
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I ain¡¯t even have to show them the paper, courtesy did it.
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Nothing comes easy, believe me, that¡¯s why we grind hard,
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Work, sacrifice, mixed in with the lack of time.
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Let us shame, I throw in my gold for good favor,
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Say I let it stunt, this is really fluxing my label,
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Some things never change, still ride around with the vision of it,
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Young hungry nigger who lost some time to the prison
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It¡¯s the giving, I¡¯m giving more than the truth
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Take your life into my way so you¡¯re never out of the loop
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Look closer, dix el, they aiming the free will,
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I escape and the peace got to touch for I see ill,
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Meet the dealer.
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(Hook)
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Got a dream to light up the night with a flash light
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The darkest tower became a vision of power one more night.
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We can have the present being present,
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The future won¡¯t get no better
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Hoping that the life of the hustler gives you more than you dreamed of.
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Meet the dealer.
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(Verse)
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Face lift up, the cocaine sniff up,
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Dealer don¡¯t do it, the money just come flowing.
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Trump few a weed smoke, provoking heavier rain,
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Either way will get you wet when your confidence seem to change.
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When your shame turn to pain, loyalty turns quickly,
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Excuse me for being blunt but for green my finger sticky.
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It¡¯s itchy when they¡¯re speaking of the past they never crossed
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Let the chass but wasn¡¯t there when your past was never lost.
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Fuck boy telling tales them corners you never hear
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Them bitches you never fuck, them riders you wasn¡¯t with
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He come into the cold hearted, till it departed,
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Ain¡¯t no movies in these clips, top sags like jewelry.
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Shooting me, who you see that¡¯s realer than these kings,
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Bitch came to me without even the risk bling.
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Young Martin put Malcom stall with the pardon,
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Even the tough and hard see the reasons they should applaud
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Meet the dealer.
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(Hook)
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Got a dream to light up the night with a flash light
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The darkest tower became a vision of power one more night.
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We can have the present being present,
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The future won¡¯t get no better
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Hoping that the life of the hustler gives you more than you dreamed of.
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Meet the dealer.
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The Dealer
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| Kent Money |
