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Lyrify.me

Widda Hustle by Tyrint Adio Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2017

Bring forth your best and
Hang on to lessons
Learn what you need my nigga
Make more objections
They ain't a match for us I promise that much
More money more problems could be the problems i want
Bring your best and get ready
Make yourself more legendary
Nigga listen real slow and clear
We stay in real deal kill mode in here
We dont feel threats
Nothin to lose i am in debt
To those who made the sacrifice
I crack my ice to for an alcoholic sprite
Fix a glass of wine for the pastors wife
That pussy holy and its time to baptize
Music keep my brain inside my head im sure im positive
I spit for enlightenment
I strip your entitlement
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Came wid the gang and a hustle
Ima stay chained to that dream ima get comfortable
If you paved the way i am grateful i tunnel through
Rake up all my revenue
I dont know else to do
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Me and acid we some special men supreme human specimen
Successful at anything our hands is in
Seven seven level shit
My spirit unhinged from everyone elses
Watch me spearhead and give lead very romantic
This an entrance for you to be in a trance
Instance Dissonance when i pass you
Do a drug or two to relate
Now you leveled plane with my sober state
Rapid sequence see my frequency off of the fuckin meter
Backwood peelin myself to new identity new idea
I see what the spirits see
Ain't no limit there to limit me
Money got ya goin crazy doin shit you'd never do
The rich laugh at the poor but no one has infinite youth
Came to your place to humble you
I play games with your fate in the casino
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Its real life
Never knew you i know what you feel like
Its weird right
I start everyday with a Clear Mind
Im clairvoyant I got a spirit guide
Thats why my vibe like
I praise wicked witches in my spare time
I got a spare life
My soul got airtime
My spirits high
Its real life
Never knew you i know what you feel like
Its weird right
I start everyday with a Clear Mind
Im clairvoyant I got a spirit guide
Thats why my vibe like
I lay with these bitches In my spare time
I got a spare life
MY soul got airtime
My spirits high
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