[Lyric] Raw And Uncut (Manny Maurizio)

[Verse 1]

I put my fam on my back, right along with my city
That's a heavy ass load, fuck it, i'm on my grizzy
And yo girl hit my phone, say she tryna get with me
But my dawg on the other line, like "it's time to get busy"
Palms itchy, on my way to fuck with Benji, that's a money play
I ain't Detroit L-O, but i'm dreaming bout 100K
Everyday, I hit my knees and pray for a better way
So when you pull up to the mansion, it look just like heaven's gates
Always been ahead the race, let me set the record straight
It's LiveRAW, niggas hungry, tryna get a second plate
I got reservations for the life of a rap star
She ran through my circle, that's a lifе of a track star
As far as these haters go, thеy heated but they need it
Cuz the engine need the fuel, if it didn't, man they can beat it
But the only thing I see is this movement, making this music
Improvement in the influence and making niggas go stupid
Man don't try to play me, nigga fuck you pay me
Ask yo bitch who hit it like she like, bet she say me
Lately, shit been going crazy, Ex girl hate me
I go with the flow cuz i'm wavy
Brush that shit off like i'm Jay-Z
Young nigga, born 4 years after the 80s
Told us, stay focused on the mission, that's the main thing
And pops always said, keep the main thing the main thing
This shit Raw & Uncut, we don't give a fuck
Seen the struggle, gotta hustle if you wanna live it up
Middle fingers up, killing all this wack shit
Yo bars make the track skip, we be making mad hits
Classics, naw i'm not dramatic
Had a show called "fuck the clique" and yo bitch made the casting
Tryna get it with the fashion
That money come from every way, but i'm just the attraction

[Verse 2]

Back at it, back at it, stack in different tax brackets
Ya'll back tracking, ya'll lab ratting, i'm focused on my mathematics
This raw rapping, no backpacking, my dawgs working, ya'll cats slacking
No shirt, tie or a black jacket, tryna get in the platinum plaque status
Nigga I LiveRAW from January to December
Crazy, had a foreign bitch I workout in for dinner
Living the American dream, with my niggas
I'm from where them niggas riding clean on them 6s
Hustle 7 days a week, we scheming on them digits
Yea, keep it simple, go and get it
Stack it, bring it back and spend it on the children
Money o the side for a condo we can chill in
Speedboat we can dip in, house without the quickens
Charger I can drift in, swooping all the quick ends
Nigga listen, to all that bullshit I can't give in
Sucka nigga shit, I just can't fit in
Only way I answer, if you talking bout a Big Ben
Yea, and not the center from the Pistons
Or hit my email if you need to know the price
This shit Raw and Uncut, but it's laid out so precise

[Verse 3]
Yea this the life we chasing
Bossing up make niggas learn that it's a price for hating
Dodging all that sucka shit like it's some type of matrix
If I had time to listen, they had time to say it
Shit got my mind racing
Stayed down, stayed humble, I'm beyond patient
Yea, don't praise Detroit cuz of that crime rate shit
Naw, because we hustle and despise fake shit
We came together, made a plan and made some cheddar
Shit fell through and then we let it, bouncing back won't take forever
Shit change like the weather, I hope times change for the better
And niggas move on up and get to living good forever