Lyrics Prologue - Tony Montana
Did
a
couple
hours
as
a
youngin
on
the
on
the
block
Pushing
flowers
out
the
locker
but
I
kept
it
on
the
low
low
Made
it
up
to
college
saw
the
dollars
on
the
table
Wanted
commas
in
the
bank
and
graduated
up
to
coca
Now
I′m
in
the
studio
it's
all
about
the
rappin
baby
Devil
on
my
shoulder
let
me
know
when
people
acting
shady
Angel
on
my
shoulder
got
a
tape
recorder
pointed
at
me
Just
to
keep
me
honest
on
the
day
I
get
a
Grammy
baby
In
case
I
party
till
I
black
out
Sip
a
hundred
dollars
every
time
I
pull
the
flask
out
I
deserve
to
celebrate
considering
the
fact
that
I
Recorded
my
first
track
up
in
the
attic
at
the
trap
house
Now
I
made
it
to
the
west
coast
Stepped
up
now
some
people
say
I
got
the
best
flow
Tweaking
for
my
singles
like
a
fiend
to
a
needle
They
might
even
sell
they
soul
to
get
a
taste
of
my
next
dose
That′s
a
hell
of
a
story
right
No
guts
no
glory
right
Finally
made
it
to
the
major
league
You
think
I'm
playing
you
can
wait
and
see
I
just
spent
my
whole
fucking
life
getting
educated
Graduated,
spending
all
my
nights
getting
hella
faded
Elevated,
now
I'm
only
drinking
cuz
I′m
celebrating
Yeah
for
real
I
made
it,
listen
here
I
made
it
Halfway
up
the
fucking
ladder
in
a
couple
months
Wrote
these
lyrics
in
the
time
it
takes
to
roll
a
couple
blunts
You
gon′
hear
this
album
playing
next
time
you
go
buy
some
drugs
Cuz
everyone
who
hustles
can
remember
when
I
was
the
plug
Now
I'm
outta
the
cut
Leveled
up,
you
think
I
went
to
college
for
what?
You
could
say
it′s
cuz
I'm
better
than
the
average
active
rapper
But
I′ll
put
this
shit
to
bed
because
enough
is
enough
It's
cuz
I′m
greater
than
the
rest
of
you
Who
let
the
game
get
the
best
of
you
You
could
say
I'm
lame
with
your
bitches
and
your
chains
But
comparing
to
my
name
ain't
nobody
gon′
remember
you
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