30 Keys Ka
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[Chorus]
I don't wanna do it, gotta do it
They gotta use it
Go get the powder, move it
I don't wanna do it, gotta do it
They gotta use it
Go get the powder, move it
I don't wanna do it, gotta do it
They gotta use it
Go get the powder, move it
I don't wanna do it, gotta do it
They gotta use it
Go get the powder, move it
[Verse 1]
Used to chip it at the lab
Bag, to flip it on the ave
Every trip I'm like, "This one is the last"
Two weeks later, I'm dippin' in my stash
Back to the krill again, feelin' thin
If you doing it to eat, is it still a sin?
Used to feel bad, but then in short time was like
"Fuck your family, someone got rich off mine"
That's the truth, dinner was instant soups
Those under my roof put dudes in expensive coupes
I was bitter as the ripest lime
And saw that only niggas living lived a life of crime
Jumper wasn't wet enough
Too rushed to write a rhyme
Since I was the only son, it was time to shine
Made sense to deliver and seal for a dollar sign
The figures I did to move to improve my bottom line
A drug connection naturally a thug's progression
To keep my faculties passionately hugged to weapon
With flaming aim, became the best in the gutter field
From the 'ville
But I wish I had another skill
I don't wanna do it, gotta do it
They gotta use it
Go get the powder, move it
I don't wanna do it, gotta do it
They gotta use it
Go get the powder, move it
I don't wanna do it, gotta do it
They gotta use it
Go get the powder, move it
I don't wanna do it, gotta do it
They gotta use it
Go get the powder, move it
[Verse 1]
Used to chip it at the lab
Bag, to flip it on the ave
Every trip I'm like, "This one is the last"
Two weeks later, I'm dippin' in my stash
Back to the krill again, feelin' thin
If you doing it to eat, is it still a sin?
Used to feel bad, but then in short time was like
"Fuck your family, someone got rich off mine"
That's the truth, dinner was instant soups
Those under my roof put dudes in expensive coupes
I was bitter as the ripest lime
And saw that only niggas living lived a life of crime
Jumper wasn't wet enough
Too rushed to write a rhyme
Since I was the only son, it was time to shine
Made sense to deliver and seal for a dollar sign
The figures I did to move to improve my bottom line
A drug connection naturally a thug's progression
To keep my faculties passionately hugged to weapon
With flaming aim, became the best in the gutter field
From the 'ville
But I wish I had another skill
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