LLAC - ...Classic They Said

Make a classic they said
For niggas getting bread
Nigga who countin cash
Corner office
Or trash
Niggas who on they deen
Niggas doing they thing
Niggas who on the team
Summa ball or the league
Make a classic they said
This one
This one
This one
This one
This for the homie Goodz
He drove 12 hrs
To see son ball
I'm like Homie you good
That shit inspired me
Real recognize real
Vibe dont lie to me
This the season of winners
Top down in the winter
This for all of my niggas
Expert and beginners
Take ya mama to dinner
Buy ya pops some tools
Stay jiggy as fuck
We win
We Never
Make a classic they said
For niggas who in the feds
niggas running this shit
Niggas on 9 to 5s taking care of they kids
Niggas pushing them whips
Niggas who getting them chips
Nigga still in the bricks
Make a classic they said
Make a classic they said
And that's just what I did
Hard wood the floors
Renovated the roof
Change locks on the doors
Motivated my niggas
Pushing the envelope
Pushing in new direction
Fuck selling dope
Herc jumped off the block
Praying he stay straight
Hoggie left the game
Now he Movin freight
He cleared 100k
Sed parted ways
Still getting pay
AR left the streets
And then found his way
I'm just proud of you niggas
Say it loud for you niggas
Man I'm proud of you niggas
This is from me to you
This for the streets to
Praying y'all stay safe
Never get complacent
Work to get away
Work to make a way
To leave the streets one day
Make a classic the say

Written by:
Thomas Arnold

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