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iam4ev3r – motivation music lyrics

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bridge

you  can love me, you can hate me‚ you can’t stop my shine
i  told my n-gg-s get that paper‚ only way to make it out that bind
i told my n-gg-s (ugh)

getting money‚ talking figures, counting franklins, getting riches
all  the real ones know what this is‚ this is money over b-tches
do  the laundry, scrub the dishes, all my friends got work convictions
now i live by one condition‚ gotta get out this position
don’t  do this for recognition, b-tch been real the definition
be a boss don’t need permission this is just an exhibition
cannot fathom what they facing, enemies to apparitions
im a be the legislation hustle f-ck yo’ reparations
eating  greedy stuffing faces in the bas-m-nt insulation
hater come and try to take it couple more in the foundation
couple straps and plus i’m waitin’ never let ’em strip me naked
no i am not a gangsta guilty by affiliation hoe (yeah)

hook

hater (yeah)
we get money they can’t stop us we too hungry
them b-tches hate us (yeah)
because we living lovely yelling only god can judge me (ugh)

chorus

eastside (yeah)
for life (ay)
we rep (huh)
till death (gone)
4 fifth (what)
c-cked back (blow)
’til ain’t (who)
sh-t left (wow)
o-h (h)
i-o (o)
my hood (hood)
my set (set)
keep it (what)
on me (why)
protect my wealth

verse

life ain’t never easy, praying for leeway
what you know about riding dirty on the freeway
police pull behind me you would think it was a speed race
evade then i dj, run it back on reply
hustlin’ in my dna p-ss it like a relay
touch down then i distribute it eastside where the g’s stay
tired of dodging 12, snitches, task force, and the dea
hater try to squeeze me, i blow down right where he lay
what you know bout the money, getting dough, alimony
married to it, matrimony yeah
so inventive put a patent on me trying to dodge all the acrimony
n-gg- super saucy yeah it’s satin on me got the lil’ homie wit’ the gatling on him you can tell i’m eating’ cause it’s fattening on me

hook

hater (yeah)
we get money they can’t stop us we too hungry
them b-tches hate us (yeah)
because we living lovely yelling only god can judge me (ugh)

bridge 2

you can love me, you can hate me, you can’t stop my shine
i told my n-gg-s get that money, counting paper’s always on my mind
i told my n-gg-s (ugh)

verse

getting’ moolah counting riches stacking bank and (ah) getting bigger
no this ain’t for television never stunting for these b-tches
trying to touch a couple million take so much more than ambition
im a show you how to get it all you gotta do is listen
first you hop in, get behind the wheel, the key in thee ignition and be willing to do more than anyone next to you wishing
everything else is obscuring just be focused on the vision it’s persistence and endurance moolah is the new religion
beat the block into submission if your kitchen water whipping’
if you work a nine to five then get that overtime and flip it
be sure not to lose it see your situation improving income tax them w-2’s h-t b-tch this motivation music yeah (yeah)

hook

hater (yeah)
we get money they can’t stop us we too hungry
them b-tches hate us (yeah)
because we living lovely yelling only god can judge me (ugh)

chorus 2

eastside (yeah)
for life (ay)
we rep (huh)
till death (gone)
4 fifth (what)
c-cked back (blow)
’til ain’t (who)
sh-t left (wow)
o-h (h)
i-o (o)
my hood (hood)
my set (set)
it ain’t (what)
moolah (huh)
don’t waste your breath (nah)

eastside n-gg-s rule the world you know that (know that sh-t)