Euroz
[Verse 1]
Make way for the new comer
I'm what this shit needs my n***a exclude plumbers
I invensioned a deal doing a few numbers
Kill June through August make it a cruel summer
The foundation my audio's diary
I got drive n***a can't you hear the tires screech
Why be them when there's apparent I admire me
Real talking droppin' new tape for the entire week
Motherfucker that's work ethic
Motherfuckers ain't fucking with my worse efforts
It's game time all I know is outplay 'em
But I don't mention money cause that goes without saying
Multitask count money pass indo
I swear we the shit somebody crack a window
Somebody tell these n***as what they in for
I'm really real what the fuck would I pretend for

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My hands to the sky my feet on the pavement
When I asked the Lord why I swear it's like he never say shit
But once I give you more time that's when it all makes sense
So I vowed to never lose faith cause there ain't a problem that He can't fix

[Verse 2]
Money and respect is what I'm out to get
Alot of n***as claiming summer but I doubt this shit
Been in a lab experiment young alchemist
The outcome is the tape sounded quite albumish
My mind's clear the potent is blown
By displaying work ethic devotion is shown
Around this time next year I hope to be on
And don't compare me to these n***as that's locally known
I witnessed the effect that my music have
And ever since that very moment my focus has grown
Hard work and had that money coming in
A n***a hates to lose more than I than I love to win
Oh you running shit, come again
You should quit running your mouth bitch and run it then
In the process of doing it don't overdo it
What's the purpose of a dream if you don't go pursue it
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[Verse 3]
My future's bright cause my past was darker
I'm cherishing this life and all it has to offer
Another writer who excel in the class of authors
And that wall shit I had to get my back up off of
But believe it with my back against the wall
I'm still creating up music you can actually applaud
N***as be wanting features but that has to be a cause
In execs heard of my shit so it dont have to see a blog
The blessings coming at a fast pace
I trust the goddess and the Lord to never lack faith
Going hard 'til it's nothing in my gas tank
Overly dedicated till I've surpassed great
And the saying is fame is a addiction
And for some I need to fix it hard to stop like bad break
I'm getting high on life, minus the kush blunts to occupy my ashtray

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