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You know
It’s kinda fucked up but
It’s kinda like you’re born to lose, you know what I mean?
Stallion, get your own nigga
Coke boy
Montana
You already know that
All this money I be squaring eh
You already know that
All this money I be squaring eh
All this money I be squaring eh
Bring your love baby, I’mma bring my shine
Bring the drugs baby, I’mma bring my pain
You already know that
All this money I be squaring eh
All this money I be squaring eh
I don’t know what’s what
I never get it

Or get it and lose it
I mean it’s sanctuary baby
You know what they say
It’s the game of life
We hungry the playa twice
You heard
A car, big mansion in the desert
Tryina make a deal with the devil
I wonder though
Born to lose, ain’t it?
Rules of engaging
Glued to the pavement
Send it all
My first flip was when the needle hit my vein
Lost at odds is when the drugs fix the pain
Pray for me tatted on my neck
Fuck money, I was dyin for my respect
I was higher getting whipped
Was a way of life
Stranded on the block
Fiends buying worth, only thing in sight
Had to pay in life
Mama working 3 job, father leaning, he high
My home boy on the run, he hot
Montana!
You already know that
All this money I be squaring eh
You already know that
All this money I be squaring eh
All this money I be squaring eh
Bring your love baby, I’mma bring my shine
Bring the drugs baby, I’mma bring my pain
You already know that
All this money I be squaring eh
All this money I be squaring eh
Head shot, been in doubt
God got a plan for you
Bounce back, hit the block
OG got them grams for you
Get it on your own, nobody gave a hand to you
Now you hot, spinning ball shows, 30 grand for you
God protect the child, deck the hall is on
Almost lost it all for everything he own
Put that on everything
Thought I knew it all but I ain’t know anything
Get it with my dog, had to get my weight up
Flip the K’s up
Turn around homie, lift your grades up
Never put my legs up
I’m working out, it’s working out
They wonder how
Hundred mouth, want a nigga gunnin til the sun is up
You already know that
All this money I be squaring eh
You already know that
All this money I be squaring eh
All this money I be squaring eh
Bring your love baby, I’mma bring my shine
Bring the drugs baby, I’mma bring my pain
You already know that
All this money I be squaring eh
All this money I be squaring eh

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Robert Rich (born August, 23, 1963) is an ambient musician and composer based in San Francisco, California, United States. Across three decades and over 30 albums, Robert Rich has helped define the genres of ambient music, dark ambient, tribal ambient and trance, yet his music remains hard to categorize. Part of his unique sound comes from using home-made acoustic and electronic instruments, microtonal harmonies, computer-based signal processing, chaotic systems and feedback networks.

Read more about Robert Rich on Last.fm.


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