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9th wonder & buckshot - sam lyrics

[intro]
on the block, listening to buckshot in the trap
twenty four hours a day

[verse 1]
focus your attention, not to mention the fact
yeah, i’m high off the liquor plus a bench and a fat l
high as h-ll, no ysl
strictly lrg for the bd emcee
let’s see who could follow me on the journey
i burn trees like third degrees, you heard of me
if not, this might be your last shot
cause you’re falling off fast in hip-hop
drip-drop in your money fountain
no more in front of your honey counting — chill
my sk!lls pay bills; why you don’t?
you cry, who gon’ cry for me? you won’t
stop stressing; my impression
i’m never impressed by the rest, so stop guessing
what’s next on my agenda
cause you might be gone til november
chill, sam

[verse 2]
everybody got they own sam
sam sells drugs by the fruit stand, ducking blue vans
every day, he got at least two grand
i’m like, d-mn sam, can i get a part of your plan?
he said no problo, no job, no stress
we can get it off consignment, yeah, i know bless
who’s bless? he worked for your older brother
when he had that crack spot open to the public
so lovely, now you want a piece of the action
when these streets see you cracking and they wonder what happened
asking, how can i be just like you?
when i get dressed, i’ll dress just like you
i said two things — every hustle got a h-ssle
watch the money on the l-sso, it come with a string
yo sam, this is who i am
hip-hop, you in the trap, we both the same, man

[outro]
on the block
listening to buckshot in the trap
twenty four hours a day
on the clock
nah mean?

- 9th wonder buckshot lyrics

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