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    "Find Ya Wealth" Lyrics

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    Crime, life, bitches, money, time
    For my Braveheart's, my Braveheart's
    Uh, uh, uh, what, what, what?
    One time, two times

    From 'Breaking Atoms' to 'Illmatic', to goin' platinum
    Shit did change course since rippin' it with Main Source
    Nine-one, nine-two, time flew
    Out of the blue, time for a new young king to rule

    Younger frame, older state of mind
    Find my name on a page in your Qu'ran, I learned that, in '89
    When I was slingin' cocaine and baby 9's
    Put it in rap and I gave ya'll a way to rhyme

    God guides us, from public assistance to high rises
    Condos, houses where y'all can't find us
    Move on your cliques in silence, and wet it up
    My meal everyday was a slice and 7-Up

    Took advice from a street legend
    Identities have been changed, to protect the innocent
    Witnessin' niggaz mistakes, visits at niggaz wakes
    'Cause jealousy infiltrates and seals your fate

    Look way deep inside yourself
    Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth
    Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit
    Niggaz never wanna see you with it, fuck them tho'

    Niggaz can't come close enough to touch the dough
    The lifestyle I live is untouchable
    So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
    'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do

    Different ways to come out the hood, in cuffs or a casket
    Or crazy, or shootin' three pointer baskets
    Or maybe, it's the rap shit, all type of tactics
    We use to get dough, some choose kickin' in doors

    I asked a reverend, my mother and a best friend
    Less than ten years ago for me to get dough
    What ya'll recommend is either dope weed or blow
    'Cause high school was slow, and jewelry was hot

    Duckin' truancy cops, trains I hopped, to make it downtown
    Cisco in my veins, pissed between trains
    Canal Street, just lookin' at rings
    Outside through a glass, went in the store and asked how much it cost

    Korean man brushin' me off
    For some other big time customer, probably a hustler
    Who looked down at my small chain and chuckled up
    I said, "I'll be just like you soon, motherfucker what?"

    Look way deep inside yourself
    Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth
    Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit
    Niggaz never wanna see you with it, fuck them tho'

    Niggaz can't come close enough to touch the dough
    The lifestyle I live is untouchable
    So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
    'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do

    To them niggaz who get life and throw a smile at the judge
    Wildest thugs, who blow trial, exiled from the hood
    Keepin' bitches, comin' through on visits
    You will survive, them weak freaks think you finished

    You first time in, you known for poppin' your toast
    By your third year in you, forgotten by most
    Niggaz wife cut them out of they life, niggaz don't write
    Friends actin' like they don't be gettin' your kites

    It be ill, niggaz comin' home and no time to get killed
    Not even home a month and they get peeled
    Backwards in they own backyard or in the park
    One to the head, two to the heart, you should be smart in the projects

    Who gon' die next?
    Hoodrats know who let the gats blow and who keep cashflow
    Like the niggaz know the rats, with some good asshole
    Blunts be a good-ass roll while passin' your 'dro

    Look way deep inside yourself
    Discover the diamond inside, find ya wealth
    Once you get it, you gotta live it the limit
    Niggaz never wanna see you with it, fuck them tho'

    Niggaz can't come close enough to touch the dough
    The lifestyle I live is untouchable
    So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
    'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do

    Feel me?
    One time, huh, two times, uh, uh, uh
    What, what, what? Uh, uh, uh
    This song was submitted on November 13th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Brian Douglas Bennett, Leshan Lewis, Nasir Jones.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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