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Titani Workshop We get the money and car Denis, boom production We get the money flex off Big up my brother

Hard work pays off yes I'm comin' from the hard white grind, bae, it's soft I'm still here, ain't got a prince, got real Seven day a week grind, no days off They're actin' like they don't rate buds But I made somethin' of myself, then I made off These other spittas got no longevity So I hope that they didn't quit their day jobs

I put mad work in this rap shit for everythin' I do Always seems to get plaid off, trust me I'm comin' from a place where it sprays off Them niggas runnin' round strapped, tryin' to play God I ain't sayin' I don't like these stars They get the gold, split in love when I work twice as hard They think they know about pain with their lifeless scars But I'm a top of the game, I'm embarrassin' hard

Na-na-na-na-na (na-na) Look what I made from this greasy life Na-na-na-na-na (na-na) I ain't got a number one, but don't believe the hype Na-na-na-na-na (na-na) People say they like me, I put that greasy vibe Na-na-na-na-na (na-na) I make silly noises, but that's what I'm feelin' like

What's this? Poetry Niggas relate, and they feel like they knowin' me One time I heard them playin' one used tune And the DJ said it might have to grow a new one Now why's that? Know in me That's that gold spoon treatment I've been showin' to you I don't need help or anythin', that's what that's showin' me

Fair play, but everybody knows my songs ain't no airplay 'Cause I talk about stuff they wouldn't dare say I'm talkin' bout the cats and the crack in the stairways I'm talkin' bout the clear grey clouds And when it rains, it's a weird day It's not her say, I've got a deal And I didn't do it their way

Na-na-na-na-na (na-na) Look what I made from this greasy life Na-na-na-na-na (na-na) I ain't got a number one, but don't believe the hype Na-na-na-na-na (na-na) People say they like me, I put that greasy vibe Na-na-na-na-na (na-na) I make silly noises, but that's what I'm feelin' like