I said I'm corporate thuggin', T Until the day I die that's the way it's gon' be
Thug Motivation I'm bumpin' number 3
Blowin' on some killa [bad word] that I got from Zone 3

Blowin' Orange Mile, yeah, we call it Tennessee
I'm good in every hood everybody know me
So don't wake me up, I swear to God I'm dreamin'
Pray fo Uncle Ray, yeah, dat [bad word] still beamin'

Lookin' fly in the [bad word] pit a [bad word] still leanin'
Money out here so a [bad word] still schemin'
And I don't make music fo da [bad word]  critics
They don't understand 'cuz they ain't [bad word]  littin'

And I ain't trippin' on the source I got a [bad word]  plug
Keep me 5 mics, I'm still a [bad word]  thug
Now the question is, can a [bad word] really rap?
And the answer is you eva been to da trap?
 [bad word]  I make hits, you niggas waste time
And I be [bad word]  if I let you waste mine
Like change for the better but I'm still strapped
Trigga happy [bad word] don't make me relapse

Attitude like [bad word] it, they hatin' anyway
And I can give a [bad word] what a [bad word] gotta say
You still talkin' blow? You [bad word] right
What else I'm gon' say? That's my mu [bad word]  life

I just left Jamaica, I'm talkin' Nachos Rios
Sippin' margaritas on the beach in my Adidas
Brought a few pills but thats' only fo da skeezas
Used my black car but that's only fo da reefa
What's up? Let's go

Not a day goes by, that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday, [bad word]  I stay fly
26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up high
And I'ma keep it hood, homie, dat's no lie

Not day goes by, that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday, [bad word]  I stay fly
Get how we live, yo, we tryin' to get by
We throw it all in the air, baby, dats no lie

Blood raw, errbody love it blowing on Jamaica
The boy corporate thuggin'
Glasses in the air, errbody toastin'
Don't get it [bad word] up, [bad word]  errbody toting

Posted with a broad, yeah she blacker then a African
Hair down her back like she mixed with Italian
Mami so thick man she look like a stallion
Introduced her to my partner yeah, it's on so what's happenin'?

What's happening? Dead Presidents, briefcase full of 'em
Couldn't take a chance we do it for the love of 'em
Living life fast, we do it for [bad word] of [bad word] band stacks, we do it for the touch of it

This [bad word] don't stop, corporate thuggin' [bad word] til my casket drop
Yams in the booth did the same on the block
Don't blame me, I'm just tryna get a knot, U.S.D.A.

Not a day goes by, that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday, [bad word]  I stay fly
26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up high
And I'ma keep it hood, homie, dat's no lie

Not day goes by, that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday, [bad word]  I stay fly
Get how we live, yo, we tryin' to get by
We throw it all in the air, baby, dats no lie, what's up?

So fly, so high
So fly, so high
So fly, so high
So fly, so high

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