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[Intro] Torrico Get money, people Do what you do We was born to lose, but built to win, ya dig? Reagan Era [Hook] These are the days of our lives Like coke, they want us to straight drop But we rise, hands up, hands up We just trying to get by, they wanna see us broke But they won't, we on the grind Hands up, hands up They wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control Living above law, so fuck 'em all I said they wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control Living above law, so fuck 'em all (fuck 'em) [Verse 1] I was taught never stop 'til the money comes Now look, the boy life sweeter than a honey bun Don't think I mean sweet like sweeties I amputate you niggas, I'm diabetes And I get the girls wet like bikinis Squirt like a Uzi on a hot like Jacuzzi water Waiter, bring me another drink for me and my niggas We made it through another week and that's Bantom We just trying to get by, trying to make it to the top But the mountain so high, good thing I know how to rock climb Swinging over you niggas, like monkeys, I find vines My rhymes crush grapes, fine wine Yes, boy, I'm out my mind, It's be the billionaire or die trying And I stay higher than a high fly, Can I get a high five? You see the diamonds, bitch, I flaunt 'em and flaunt 'em Got the boy lookin' like he got Christmas ornaments on him Ya dig?, and all my cars are imported, I want it The whips are foreign, they want 'em deported Shit, I'm a die hard rockstar If ya looking for birds, I know where the flocks are Money long, so I know where the cops are And I stay in a chick buns, I'm a hot dog [Hook] These are the days of our lives Like coke, they want us to straight drop But we rise, hands up, hands up We just trying to get by, they wanna see us broke But they won't, we on the grind Hands up, hands up They wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control Living above law, so fuck 'em all I said they wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control Living above law, so fuck 'em all (fuck 'em) [Verse 2] Yeah, I mean that to the fullest Nobody wearin' diapers but they want us doing pull-ups Want us doing push-ups in a yard full of niggas We just out trying to feed a squad for the niggas Shoutout to my squad full of niggas This is for the hood, I'm nothin' without y'all niggas Look like the tide, we rise high, they wanna see us broke Like the Levy's but they won't, we level five And like, pedal bikes, I pedal bye Right by ya, niggas can't flatten my tire That's why I stay high, so high, sky's the limit But you can touch the moon if you try Now the moon's mine, basically what I'm saying is You could be the sun but my moon blocks your shine You can be the one but the two spot is mine Do what you do, I don't mind waiting in line (now) Knowing I'm not far behind, it's cool (cool) Patience is a virtue, yes, I do it big for my niggas that can't Niggas that got caught in the rain and left damp (wet) For my niggas treating jail like camp This song is a piece of mail Santana sent (Yeah) So holla at me if you got my letter I'm signing off, hope you got my letter (Dipset, Skull Gang) [Hook] These are the days of our lives Like coke, they want us to straight drop But we rise, hands up, hands up We just trying to get by, they wanna see us broke But they won't, we on the grind Hands up, hands up They wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control Living above law, so fuck 'em all I said they wanna see us fall, but we ball out of control Living above law, so fuck 'em all (fuck 'em)