Letra
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Intro: Freddie Gibbs
Yeah, dig deep
Yeah, uh
Keep it 100, been there, done it
All we do is dig deep, uh
A-100, been there, done it
Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs
Allah the merciful, the beneficent
Curse over blessing, pray it be Heaven sent
Forgive me, my dirty deeds was desperate
Fuck the government, I got my own deficit
Death, to me, the only thing that's definite
Money rule the world, but when you dead, that shit's irrelevant
Fingers numb from coka selling, no vote, but out for presidents
Granny found my dope, I told her I would stop from selling it
Nigga, please – she knew I was lying before I even spoke it
Uh, empty promises, left them all broken
She said ''Jamel, I can tell your perspective out of focus
You too obsessed with the liquor, bitches, and weed smoking''
A young nigga that's been thuggin' since the old days
Promise I've done seen everything but old age
Pray my demons never catch up from my old ways
Keep the heat, 'cause I was going through a cold phase
Interlude: Freddie Gibbs
Uh, yeah
Keep the heat 'cause I was going through a cold phase
Uh, yeah
Promise I've done seen everything but old age
Uh, been there and done it, man
Know what I'm sayin'? 100, man, uh, uh, uh, yeah
Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs
Surviving off cold cuts and cold Spam
Can't see eye to eye with my old man
Hiding my insecurities with this gang flag
We both despise the police, but he wore the same badge
And as I child I admired that, now I wonder how
He was a pig, but you was barely making 20 thou
I guess that's why you put me on that lick for 20 pounds
A life of crime is all we ever shared from then to now
And I'm a crook and he crooked, that's all we got in common
He chucked the deuce to my mama, so much for family bonding
But how could something so destined to be just get demolished?
Running through groupies and boppers, I guess I got it honest
And honestly, I know I'm out here fucking up
Seven grams of rock, I stuff 'em in my nuts (Yeah)
And seven bucks an hour wasn't good enough (Nah)
'Cause seven days a week, I'm living in a rush
Refrain: Freddie Gibbs & Scarface
Seven days a week, I'm living in a rush, uh
Seven grams of rock, I stuff 'em in my nuts
Yeah, know what I'm sayin'? Hahahah
A-100, man (A-100)
I been there, done it, man
FaceMob and Gibbs
Verse 3: Scarface
If money was the root to what the evil is
It's a mandatory for me to live
I hustle harder than the next dude
Remember, everybody's out to get you
Niggas don't respect the 'live and let live'
So I pack a .40 caliber, 'cause that's how shit is
Out here, no fear, fuck feelings
Trigger man rule, that's the art of drug dealing
I'm trying to stack my money to the ceiling
No new friends, don't wanna talk about old business
Sex on the beach, sipping Guinness
With a bitch so thick and she can't take no dick, ahh
Imagine working graveyard shifts
Bossman steady talking that shit (What?!)
A million of days for minimum wage
Work a nigga like a slave 'til they put him in his grave
Fred, I’m on the same page
Refrain: Freddie Gibbs
Seven days a week, I'm living in a rush, uh
Seven grams of rock, I stuff 'em in my nuts
Yeah, know what I'm sayin'? Hahahah
A-100, man (A-100)
I been there, done it, man, you know what I'm sayin'?
Uh, yeah
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