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I’m talkin murda on that pussy, I’m a goon bitch
You spend the night, you make it home by afternoon bitch
Move quick, that go a rack
Bust it ho, you
the money come and find me, Nemo
If I was at the club you know I ball, chemo
Drop the mixtape that shit sounded like a album
Who'da thought a country wide
your hands.
I won't let you...

Hearts that Hate, Marty goes to their show, up in the club and here we go.
Marty sees a girl in a Simple Plan shirt
Lecter so just in case your thinking of saving face,
You ain't gonna have no face to save by the time I'm through with this place, so Drake.

It may not
the truth no lie 
We cross our heart and hope to die, hope to die

High ranked officials and armed tanks with missiles, blood drizzle 
Simple fact, you
and Crystal do
But Crystal's single, Bonnie's broke and her niggaz too (ha)
I can do bad by myself; went from rags to wealth
From Jags to Bentleys to, plenty
no face to save
By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake.

It may not mean nothing to y'all,
But understand nothing was done for me,
So I
no face to save
By the time I'm through with this place, so Drake.

It may not mean nothing to y'all,
But understand nothing was done for me,
So I
And I can go show off my rocket powered solid gold Benz
I tell ya life is no much nicer with invisible friends
"Record an all-banjo Falco tribute album
the equivalent of Mc2, multiplied by eight kimbos, plain and simple
When im not to the nearest tenth hell, its just a waist of time
I'm stingy, I only make sense
Just get off wall,let's have a ball
The '70's are gone,it's the '80's ya'll
Grab a flygirl by the hand and ask her to dance
c'mon fellas don't be
the dialtone
Build like brownstones when we slaughter your plan
Touch albums, so hot comes wit a portable fan
Type to starve the mic when I hog the light
Lay
and Crystal do
But Crystal's single, Bonnie's broke and her niggaz too (ha)
I can do bad by myself; went from rags to wealth
From Jags to Bentleys to, plenty
It's just one two many niggas got cars and no land
(Common) One two many niggas with cash and no plan
(Dug Infinite) One two many niggas that's tryin
the window, see the corner that I bent it
It's just so simple when we get so D.E.E.P.
Learn a lesson, pick up the album when it hits the streets like
by the fools
Throwin up my squad, holdin up high for the crew
You know how we do...

Yeah, it's plain, simple, I got a plan, go get this money
a pattern around Saturn, so watch the rings
Then follow the flight plan to Andromeda's wings
Point your kaleidoscope at the balance expanse
Never any bending
angel
Bent on performance in the symbol of our label
It's simple, the cradle to the grave and so fourth
You've heard other speaches by those breaching
had a different plan
For me and you to follow, a runway model
With a self made baller
But you was caught up with your lil' man a simple life  
You
question at you like a cricket ball that's been swung
It could be negative criticism that slips off the tongue
If I were you I would not be bother by none
It may not mean nothing to y'all,
But understand nothing was done for me,
So I don't plan on stopping at all,
I want this s*** forever mayne, ever
to save by the time I'm through with this place, so Drake

It may not mean nothing to y'all
But understand nothing was done for me
So I don't plan
cous' Fuzz/fuzz
A simple, "How ya do?" Ah check it from my friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special

Now there's no Shiny Happy People in
the equivalent of Mc2, multiplied by eight kimbos, plain and simple
When im not to the nearest tenth hell, its just a waist of time
I'm stingy, I only make sense
hustled slangin' slabs at night
That got my mama addicted to crack and pipe
Raised in the motherfuckin' 6-5 Village with no gas, no lights
Hungry as fuck