All though you've lost
Gave it your all
Life could be worse you know
Stay on your grind
On your own time
Don't take things personal
Pick a watch
Pick a tie
Pick a suit
A coffin
A day to die
Perfect time for saying hi to goodbye
When sister grieve cuz brother suffer from shots
County jail full of baby fathers
Cold world full of baby mamas
Strip club full of heartless daughters
I pray she learn from every word I taught her
Besides that nigga life great
Rice and bean for My cuban steak
Cuban cigars me and my nigga blink
Still holding it down
After doing 8
Not state I'm talking fed time
He say Ghost when I was down nobody fed mine
So this Rollie on my arm for get ahead time
Told him this cuban on my neck for killing dead time
All though you've lost
Gave it your all
Life could be worse you know
Stay on your grind
On your own time
Don't take things personal
Gave them your all
They let you fall
That's why it hurts the most
Gotta stay strong
Learn to move on
Don't take things personal
Spent my last 20 hope the tree good
Back when mama had the Fleetwood
Spent a couple dollars so we eat good
Stack more of them dollars so we sleep good
Ninja turtles and Tom & Jerry
Back when Ivan had the money buried
When uncle Casey was with auntie Terry
Or when auntie Tiff was still with uncle Darren
Lost it all I swear we lost it all
I told Gidoo we gone get back
50 years they gave him 50 years
I told Gidoo we gone get it back
Brother be home in due time
But for now I'm making up for over due time
Audemaur on my wrist I call it new time
I put myself on first then let the crew shine
Product of my environment
And I done sold every product in my environment
Im 28 they got me thinking bout retiring
Living my next 28 somewhere inspiring
28 grams 28 flavors
28 years old got 28 haters
Back when me and Chris Harris used to talk paper
And we still talking 42 mill later
All though you've lost
Gave it your all
Life could be worse you know
Stay on your grind
On your own time
Don't take things personal
Gave them your all
They let you fall
That's why it hurts the most
Gotta stay strong
Learn to move on
Don't take things personal
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All though you've lost
Gave it your all
Life could be worse you know
Stay on your grind
On your own time
Don't take things personal
Pick a watch
Pick a tie
Pick a suit
A coffin
A day to die
Perfect time for saying hi to goodbye
When sister grieve cuz brother suffer from shots
County jail full of baby fathers
Cold world full of baby mamas
Strip club full of heartless daughters
I pray she learn from every word I taught her
Besides that nigga life great
Rice and bean for My cuban steak
Cuban cigars me and my nigga blink
Still holding it down
After doing 8
Not state I'm talking fed time
He say Ghost when I was down nobody fed mine
So this Rollie on my arm for get ahead time
Told him this cuban on my neck for killing dead time
All though you've lost
Gave it your all
Life could be worse you know
Stay on your grind
On your own time
Don't take things personal
Gave them your all
They let you fall
That's why it hurts the most
Gotta stay strong
Learn to move on
Don't take things personal
Spent my last 20 hope the tree good
Back when mama had the Fleetwood
Spent a couple dollars so we eat good
Stack more of them dollars so we sleep good
Ninja turtles and Tom & Jerry
Back when Ivan had the money buried
When uncle Casey was with auntie Terry
Or when auntie Tiff was still with uncle Darren
Lost it all I swear we lost it all
I told Gidoo we gone get back
50 years they gave him 50 years
I told Gidoo we gone get it back
Brother be home in due time
But for now I'm making up for over due time
Audemaur on my wrist I call it new time
I put myself on first then let the crew shine
Product of my environment
And I done sold every product in my environment
Im 28 they got me thinking bout retiring
Living my next 28 somewhere inspiring
28 grams 28 flavors
28 years old got 28 haters
Back when me and Chris Harris used to talk paper
And we still talking 42 mill later
All though you've lost
Gave it your all
Life could be worse you know
Stay on your grind
On your own time
Don't take things personal
Gave them your all
They let you fall
That's why it hurts the most
Gotta stay strong
Learn to move on
Don't take things personal
Gave it your all
Life could be worse you know
Stay on your grind
On your own time
Don't take things personal
Pick a watch
Pick a tie
Pick a suit
A coffin
A day to die
Perfect time for saying hi to goodbye
When sister grieve cuz brother suffer from shots
County jail full of baby fathers
Cold world full of baby mamas
Strip club full of heartless daughters
I pray she learn from every word I taught her
Besides that nigga life great
Rice and bean for My cuban steak
Cuban cigars me and my nigga blink
Still holding it down
After doing 8
Not state I'm talking fed time
He say Ghost when I was down nobody fed mine
So this Rollie on my arm for get ahead time
Told him this cuban on my neck for killing dead time
All though you've lost
Gave it your all
Life could be worse you know
Stay on your grind
On your own time
Don't take things personal
Gave them your all
They let you fall
That's why it hurts the most
Gotta stay strong
Learn to move on
Don't take things personal
Spent my last 20 hope the tree good
Back when mama had the Fleetwood
Spent a couple dollars so we eat good
Stack more of them dollars so we sleep good
Ninja turtles and Tom & Jerry
Back when Ivan had the money buried
When uncle Casey was with auntie Terry
Or when auntie Tiff was still with uncle Darren
Lost it all I swear we lost it all
I told Gidoo we gone get back
50 years they gave him 50 years
I told Gidoo we gone get it back
Brother be home in due time
But for now I'm making up for over due time
Audemaur on my wrist I call it new time
I put myself on first then let the crew shine
Product of my environment
And I done sold every product in my environment
Im 28 they got me thinking bout retiring
Living my next 28 somewhere inspiring
28 grams 28 flavors
28 years old got 28 haters
Back when me and Chris Harris used to talk paper
And we still talking 42 mill later
All though you've lost
Gave it your all
Life could be worse you know
Stay on your grind
On your own time
Don't take things personal
Gave them your all
They let you fall
That's why it hurts the most
Gotta stay strong
Learn to move on
Don't take things personal
Writer: Roderick Harris Jr.
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