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No Days Off - Shy Glizzy (Ft. Chris Brown)
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No Days Off - Shy Glizzy (Ft. Chris Brown)
[Intro: Shy Glizzy]
Found me, yeah, found me
I need you around me
Never felt this way before
Need me so good
Young Jefe Holmes
Satisfy me

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
See, this shit started when I was twelve years old
I hit my uncle's stash and went to sell his coke
Couple hundred in my jeans, bitch, I couldn't fit Girbauds
Real street dreams, all the hustlers gave me hope
Popos came and got us, seen 'em 'fore they hit the door (Yeah)
I don't know what he told, but all I know is I didn't fold
I still remember that time we hit the opps' block and you froze
I don't know how I got here, ain't even had no goals
And I'm one of the hardest, they actin' like I'm not, though
Made a million dollars, bitch, I did it in my trap clothes
The hood, they say I made it, no, I don't act like no rap ho
Grammy-nominated, you ain't motherfuckin' clap though
I'm just speakin' facts though
Listen to my raps though
Tryna be a street nigga, you might hit a pothole
Nigga got some racks, but I really want a lot more
Pool full of thots, no more junkies at my backdoor, uh
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