.It's not luck I punch the clock, tough as fuck
All my ATL fam handlin' bucks
All my NYC cronies put up
Beads on the abacus, rack 'em up
Weird to think that I'm still on break (Still?)
For twenty plus I been out to lunch (Ay!)
Plenty punks mouth spoutin' dust (Ay!)
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