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fall, i'm like 2 Chainz when i ball
Got Husseins on my feet and Husains on my wall
Hussein Chalayans, a pretty girl said that's fancy
Unless his name

Hennessy different
You get ya crew jammed up
I got my blue bands up
I'll put you down when we come in
Contact like this two hand touch
Arsonal puts his hands

hopping along, when suddenly he comes and cures me.
One minute I'm a leper with a trade, next moment me livelihood's gone.
Not so much as a by your leave.

when the times right 
wanted gold an jewels 
introduce you to the high life 
Leave my name outta it 
you call that life line 
When you turn rat
You keep

you're my guiding light
With just one touch, you ignite the flame inside
You bring me back to life oh-oh
When I'm broken and shattered, you make it right

Thrive

Newsboys

Thrive

2002

flat on my back, I'd slid 'til it hurt
Giving it over, giving it over
You put my head in the clouds and my feet in good dirt
My head in the clouds

of the 'bow, there's gon be a pot of gold I can claim
When I look around, I dream of going away
Just to find a place or time where things are going my way
And I

young Gs will grip, then blast
Have you tried in the street? Fuck findin' my feet
I could ride, but it's better when I'm ridin a beat
My emotions are

gave your boyfriend power
Holla at me when y'all got my flowers
(Bounce)

I'm Junior Reid, I run these streets
Killin' all these hip-hop beat
Hey, I just

on your feet
So you can pray for the weak and
Be my prey for the week (Let's go)
Disciples that'll hold a twelve
Gauge when they preach
Writing scriptures

ina d streets like yami bolo
Yeah me do it like yami bolo

Kush ina mi system
been a steam so mi blood get distilled
By 6 this maanin a 6ix mil
Dawg man

designa
I be in that pussy, swimming through like a piranha 
I be fast on my feet, when I'm strapped up with heat
N.T.E to the death of me, know we gone eat

trumpet I'm on
Faux pas never and so far clever
They hating on a young'un get you X like cars
XL no I was on world tour
And when I touch back who you

coming from a well close by not even seven feet deep
Street life was very rough but it made me very tough
"Ahem ahem hem" sorry I had to cough
Life in

Gold Digger

EPMD

Business as Usual

1990

sweet
Kiss her feet, can't picture bein' in the street
So I give a fake smile and a fake laugh
Fake everything so I can keep all my cash
Fake talk

and wrist
Surrounded by some gold boy
Hit the club with 50 bands
Going home broke boy
Heavy weight Medusa head
Tryna touch my toes boy
Diamonds on that bitch

in flows)
Let you know that you the shit and that's my goal
So when my music touch souls
It feels like I struck gold (struck gold)

I struck gold
I

sweet
Kiss her feet, can't picture bein' in the street
So I give a fake smile and a fake laugh
Fake everything so I can keep all my cash
Fake talk

I get my pocket tapped Goodz
Ya Grape is in the street 'cause
Like Suge my pockets fat Goodz
Ya squad not strapped Goodz
Them guys by ya side will

How Did I Get Here

J. Cole

Father of 4

2019

you see (You see)
I bet my haters can't breathe
Nigga, don't even compare to me (Nah)
Street niggas, we rare, unique (We rare)
We can fuck 'em by

thinking upward in my cranium
Heavy Metal in my veins it runs
Liquid gold with cold uranium
I can power up a UFO and
I won't lose control
I hold my weight in

Savage Time

Big Sean

Double or Nothing

2017

gold mines
Set goals in my mind when the stars are aligned
I'm divine (straight, straight)
So understand we gon' see success, that's inevitable (whoa)

Give Up the Goods (Just Step)

Mobb Deep

The Infamous

1995

cash is highly addictive
Especially when you're used to havin' money to live with
I thought step back look at my life as a whole
Ain't no love it

with my jucks

Throw the streets get nothing with my homie
Chucks on my feet like nigga how want me?
On it, go it, rollie, ridin'
Gang back, actor,