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[Chorus:]<br /> Damn my P.O. I ain't gon' stop grindin'<br /> Violate me if ya want gon' have to come find me<br /> Lookin' for me in the streets I'm somewhere shinin'<br /> Live every goddamn day like it's Friday<br /> Damn my P.O. I ain't gon' stop grindin'<br /> Violate me if ya want gon' have to come find me<br /> Lookin' for me in the streets I'm somewhere shinin'<br /> Live every goddamn day like it's FridayTell the feds if they comin' they better come now<br /> They got my chips straight now I'm ready to retire<br /> I ball 'til I fall homie thug 'til I die<br /> And if I died today I know I'll probably fry<br /> But if I hit the right lick I can live nice<br /> Think I'm scared to go get it you goddamn lie<br /> My money go to lookin' funny I'm gettin' on seventy-five<br /> Non-stop homie straight to the Cuban's island<br /> I like to get money, fuck hoes, and rock ice<br /> Give a damn who don't like it, it's my life<br /> That's why I drank e'eryday dog and stay high<br /> Catch me in the strip club lettin' money fly<br /> And goin' broke the only thing that can make me cry<br /> I told my P.O. she can't change me don't even try<br /> The street life got me gone I don't know why<br /> Tryna at least see a couple mill' 'fore I die[Chorus]Before I went to sleep I prayed for a hundred squares<br /> Told God he'll bless me if He really cared<br /> Know you fuck niggas prayin' for me to get killed<br /> Know you crackers wish you could give me a hundred years<br /> That's why I ball and stunt for the niggas in jail<br /> Cracker gon' have to kill me 'fore they put me in a cell<br /> Nigga told me to turn myself in I told him "go to Hell"<br /> Cause if they want me they better do they job and that's real<br /> Worst thang they can do is hold me with no bail<br /> Until that shit happen been done ran across a whole mill'<br /> I thug it out 'til the end homie that's how it is<br /> Life too motherfuckin' short for me to sit still<br /> I can't leave these streets nigga they pay my bills<br /> I gotta be dead in prison nigga for me to chill<br /> I asked a trick the other day why he pop pills<br /> He told me I'll pop 'em too if I knew how it feel[Chorus]I wake up e'ery mornin' lookin' for a money bag<br /> When a nigga died and he was broke then he died sad<br /> If I was on my dick you niggas'll be glad<br /> Squeeze eights on the donk just to make you mad<br /> Long as my heart still beatin' nigga I'mma get cash<br /> Live every motherfuckin' day like it's my last<br /> Indictment money in my pocket and 'Gnac in my system<br /> Need every muthafuckin' day like Christmas<br /> Heared the crackers downtown givin' out big numbers<br /> I know some muthafuckin' haitians givin' out triple.[Chorus]<br /> <br /> Songwriters<br /> ROTEM, JONATHAN / WASHINGTON, ALGERNODPublished by<br /> Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd. Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.Lyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>