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Gotta Find A Way Lyrics - The Hard Way - 213

Funny how time flies 

Funny how one thing leads to another 

Funny how mothers cry 

Funny how we live at night and in the gutter 

Funny how cash rules everything around me 

Funny how people never seem to change 

Funny how my closest friend is my rebuttal 

Seems like it all will change if I can get paid, whoa 

 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some money 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some cash 

Got to find a way 

 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some money 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some cash 

Got to find a way 

 

I was giving this a lot of thought 

Should I trip? Should I not? Should I set this off? 

A whole lotta pressure is on my shoulders 

My soul is with all my niggaz I roll with, so know this 

Cut the bullshit, take it back to the music 

Use it right, don't matter what you do with it 

I'm here to represent the real 

I still stayed g'ed up unless must I will 

 

I stayed up all night, I argue and fight by myself 

This can't be right 

'Cuz if the lights were the sound of the siren 

I'd make you niggaz get a deal and act wild 

I'm for real and I can see through these suckers 

That dick riding motherfuckers 

Yeah, that's me bustin' 'cuz I'm a hustler for the chips 

And I'm trippin 'cuz I'm sick of this shit, listen 

 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some money 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some cash 

Got to find a way 

 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some money 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some cash 

Got to find a way 

 

It wasn't about money up front 

All a nigga wanted was a big gold chain and a blunt 

Why? What do you mean? 

Living my Auntie Mary and I ain't having a damn thing 

I can't get a job, I might as well steal and rob 

Man, life is so hard 

Hanging in my homie garage while other niggaz 

Doing the killing for a living in the city of stars 

 

I got a lick but I ain't got a car 

Nigga slippin' leaving a sack by the bar 

And I seen where he set it, thought he had hid it 

Nope, and now I'm about to go get it 

Come up, I gotta stay run up 

Left eye open while I'm sleep with the gun up 

Please don't run up about that money I'm funny 

My nigga, you'll get done up 

 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some money 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some cash 

Got to find a way 

 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some money 

Nigga gotta find a way 

Find a way to make some cash 

Got to find a way 

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