Lyrics 30 PC - Mike Sarge

30 piece

Hot Sauce, 30 30 30 piece
Gotta grind, if I really wanna eat
Drive foreign, moving like I'm japanese
Trust the lord, he the one supply my needs

New 365, About to do damage
The Road been hard, but God been good
Man Won't take it for granted
Them times I wanted to panic
When things were over dramatic
But Numero uno - he gave me the package
To Slay all my foes with the Cards I was handed
That's how it is
Man That's how it be
Man I Can't do you
Cause I Just do me
A year of constant progression
A year of learning these lessons,
Ignoring the phony perceptions that distract
From the fact that I'm really a blessing

Hot Sauce, 30 30 30 piece
Gotta grind, if I really wanna eat
Drive foreign, moving like I'm japanese
Trust the lord, he the one supply my needs

Hot Sauce, 30 30 30 piece
Gotta grind, if I really wanna eat
Drive foreign, moving like I'm japanese
Trust the lord, Trust the Lord

Habanero - Ohh way too spicy
Out of Ammo - ohhh way to pricey
In my Camo - You can not find me
Some have Tried to buy me -
But that working isn't likely
Everybody grow old, but only some grow up
Everybody talk bold, but only some show up
Man you Flaunging for attention,
Man I think that's mad funny
All that Drive with no direction,
Man Yall walking crash dummies

Hot Sauce, 30 30 30 piece
Gotta grind, if I really wanna eat
Drive foreign, moving like I'm japanese
Trust the lord, he the one supply my needs

Hot Sauce, 30 30 30 piece
Gotta grind, if I really wanna eat
Drive foreign, moving like I'm japanese
Trust the lord, Trust the Lord

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