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I represent the
I represent the
I represent the
Fuck it right, I represent the
I represent the
I represent the
Yeah, you right
Uh huh, I represent the
I got my nigga Moneybagg
You know this shit
From Detroit to BR
Hold it down, nigga
I represent the
I represent the struggle
The pain, the streets, the hustle
The pain, the streets, the hustle
The pain, the streets and the hustle
The hustle, nigga
I'm out here tryna buck up
Don't come 'round me if you don't be keeping it cut
Shooters around me, they holding mini cups
False move, slip up and they gon' touch you
They gon' touch you, they gon' touch you
I represent the
'Til I die, I'm gon' rep it
Stepping all black, acceptance
It's in me, I can't help it
Ain't changing, so accept it
All my life I been thugging
I ain't never had shit
Nigga, I got it hard
I ain't just acting
Pain, don't talk about it
I seen a lot of that
These streets don't love nobody
You gon' get your life jacked
I don't run with no posse
I had enough of that
I'm focused on this money
They fuck with me 'cause I spit facts
Mama told me don't worry
'Cause God, He got your back
Late night when I be riding
I'm strapped with a loaded MAC
You cross that line, you gon' get popped at, shot at
I represent the struggle
Catch me posted where the block stay
I represent the struggle
The pain, the streets, the hustle
The pain, the streets, the hustle
The pain, the streets and the hustle
The hustle, nigga
I'm out here tryna buck up
Don't come 'round me if you don't be keeping it cut
Shooters around me, they holding mini cups
False move, slip up and they gon' touch you
They gon' touch you, they gon' touch you
I represent the
Everywhere I go, I got them shooters with me
This life I live for real, this ain't no movie, nigga
I was raised getting paid in front the corner store
Now I'm on the road getting ten for a show
All my hitters, they got them cutters, I ain't talking talkers
Nigga, we beefing in the Sears, we be in your bushes
I'm from the struggle, single mother raised in public housing
Banging, pitching, sipping and shipping, I could tell you 'bout it
I done seen plenty losses
I done stunted with bosses
The judge slammed the hammer
And gave my nigga forty
I speak for that lil' nigga
Who raised with no father
Nigga, keep going hard
And keep that revolver
I represent the struggle
The pain, the streets, the hustle
The pain, the streets, the hustle
The pain, the streets and the hustle
The hustle, nigga
I'm out here tryna buck up
Don't come 'round me if you don't be keeping it cut
Shooters around me, they holding mini cups
False move, slip up and they gon' touch you
They gon' touch you, they gon' touch you
I represent the
Doing this for my hustlers
Steady working nine to five on that grind, shaking packs
Move it all until you double every stack
Road running, I-75, moving dog in the Kindle
Free my big brother JB locked down in the sickle
Representing for my thugs to the bone gristle
For my people up in Heaven smiling down on a nigga
All the pain and the strive from the grind
Stay on your hustle, it pays off in due time
My hitter banging colors, he ain't playing by the dime
It's consequences, but if he ride then I ride
'Cause this is how we rep it
I'm from the sunny side where it ain't no blessing
You get it how you live, take your own chances
I represent the struggle
The pain, the streets, the hustle
The pain, the streets, the hustle
The pain, the streets and the hustle
The hustle, nigga
I'm out here tryna buck up
Don't come 'round me if you don't be keeping it cut
Shooters around me, they holding mini cups
False move, slip up and they gon' touch you
They gon' touch you, they gon' touch you
I represent the
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