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Look close at the man in the background, as he moves real calm through a dark bar
Slick when he pass a gram there in that pound, under pack in e trunk of his potcar
He moves through the winter like a cold wind, discreet with the style as he goes in
He ducks like a shark through the ocean and meets with the smile like a old friend
Pusher (push it on 5×)
The pull with the profit e preacher e pusher, e people e power e product e pusher
He roles with e toast on his waist line, and walks with the yay in his pocket
Gets ghost when he knows he can face time, but some days there's no way u can stop it
U can sniff, smoke, shoot it or snort it
It's ur choice at the way that u rock it, u do what u gotta do to support it
And that's how he stays with the profit
Pusher (Push it on 6×)
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