Future, Tasha Catour - 4 My People lyrics

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[Future, Tasha Catour - 4 My People lyrics]

Announcements in apartments balling
In the park
Ballers in the club who be balling after dark
For them project kids who
Jerseys living large
I gotta represent for my people
Even when your down when you on the ground
Gotta walk around with a smile
Gotta represent for your people
Gotta represent for my people tOSH

All I know is hustle, grindin'
Muscle shinin' so I ain't going home tonight
This for my own struggle making
Tussle just facing this what I call
A hell of a life

A whole dollar worth of pennies
Cased up it's a Penelope
Its sad to say my favorite
Auntie is a crack smoke
But I would serve it to her now
I'm tryna shake off for it
I been a star to her rappin' a Celia
I'mma set the record straight I
Promise we gone be ok
My auntie brinda use to bring
Me mad customers my people
Had my back no matter what
I gotta fuck with them
My nigga quin we might as
Well be blood brothers
Swear to GOD I ain't lyin I love
You just like my blood brother
I know you feel the same way
On the GOD who judges us
Hit me with a text up online
Got my songs money can't buy
A real friends just wanna see
You wrong come on tOSH

All I know is hustle, grindin'
Muscle shinin' so I ain't going home tonight
This for my own struggle making
Tussle just facing this what I call
A hell of a life

Whatever girls do don't just show it at them
Everytime im bout to leave thats
When my girl start fussin
So just give most of my time to her for her
I wanna be able to buy
Her some chillings and furs
I wanna be everything that
Your heart deserves i need to get rich my
Grandma getting old and her
To see my old lady in pain
I know her bones aching
I pray is meant for you to
See your grandson make it
Marc told me I was destined for greatness
I took a negative and made a great situation
Im great at turning nothing to
Some you better act like
And even when you hungry tOSH

All I know is hustle, grindin'
Muscle shinin' so I ain't going home tonight
This for my own struggle making
Tussle just facing this what I call
A hell of a life

I put my hoodie on my head
When I'm in the vocal booth
I scream lil mexico my real
People holl it out to
I heard some dudes actin funny
Cause the kid gettin money
But I'm makin more for the
Same dudes that sound funny
I make my hood official true story I did it
We get respected in the
Streets like the mafia
Young future in the cut with tilapia
The feeling that you get to know
Your real niggas proud of ya
They know we hit them licks in
The todium the pass for me
Spit that dog food on wax all they ask for me
I can barely breath
When I was writing this I bet I
Go extra hard after reciting this tOSH

All I know is hustle, grindin'
Muscle shinin' so I ain't going home tonight
This for my own struggle making
Tussle just facing this what I call
A hell of a life

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