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Correct Cleaning My Closet Lyrics
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Jose Guapo
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Correct Cleaning My Closet
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[Intro] Yeah, uh Nigga turned dirt into diamonds, you know what I'm sayin'? Uh, let's get it Real shit [Chorus] Can't question God about this life, I guess a nigga gotta live it By any means necessary, gotta get it Soon as you ice out the watch, watch how the time go by It was clutchin' on his thigh soon as that car drove by Gotta separate the workers from the bosses With the streets, it's up and downs, you gon' take losses Gotta critique how I be movin', get 'em off it Steady fightin' all my demons, cleanin' my closet [Verse 1] They ain't seen what I seen so we ain't on the same level I don't know what time it is, it's too much ice inside this bezel I just counted 20k while I was eatin' Fruity Pebbles Niggas cappin' when they rappin', I be really with them steppers Twenty four hours, money and the power I grew up inside the slums where they serve that powder Nine pints of lean, nigga champagne showers And we claimin' everything but them hoes is ours That money machine, we broke it Gotta stay on it and focused What I got inside my pockets, I can buy a Lotus When you got 'em all this water, you can't go unnoticed I been betrayed, I been crossed, man them niggas bogus [Chorus] Can't question God about this life, I guess a nigga gotta live it By any means necessary, gotta get it Soon as you ice out the watch, watch how the time go by It was clutchin' on his thigh soon as that car drove by Gotta separate the workers from the bosses With the streets, it's up and downs, you gon' take losses Gotta critique how I be movin', get 'em off it Steady fightin' all my demons, cleanin' my closet [Verse 2] Niggas gotta watch how they be movin' cause they droppin' It's fucked up when you see your mans in a coffin I could never be a worker cause I always been the boss type The money speak for itself, I never been the floss type Reminiscing in a Bentley and the seats came all white Nights I couldn't sleep, I used to stay up all night Leave this other pack, I tell my niggas "Yeah, it's alright" You can't play with opps, you see your opps and it be on sight Lit up like them Christmas lights Niggas havin' pistol fights If you grew up like I grew up, then your future don't look bright We was lookin' up to dope boys, wasn't lookin' up to Mike Now a nigga gettin' paid just for pickin' up a mic [Chorus] Can't question God about this life, I guess a nigga gotta live it By any means necessary, gotta get it Soon as you ice out the watch, watch how the time go by It was clutchin' on his thigh soon as that car drove by Gotta separate the workers from the bosses With the streets, it's up and downs, you gon' take losses Gotta critique how I be movin', get 'em off it Steady fightin' all my demons, cleanin' my closet
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