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us out by the carloads
Screaming my name like I scanned a million barcodes already
My squad flows till we all sweaty
We struggling to pay our bills

Been the best and the knew it
Watch them all play stupid from the Chi you goofy
I maneuver European my carpet
Got to stay fly you ostrich
Shoes $900

do what I say

Am I wrong?
'Cause (?) that switch, it's gonna kill (yeah)
Now am I wrong?
Fuck all that, I might go pop this pill (yeah, woah)

Buy your private jets
And fly to your latest mission
Get your picket signs
Go now, tell em all
Come on down now
And get your powa!
We can make the world

fly by
And though it's the money, that make you wanna shine
But believe it's the money, that make you want mine
Now nigga for real, got to pay them

She just kept on saying Phill one day you’re gonna see
God gave you so much so for now just hold to me
And so I did
And now she is my rib
2 kids later

refused
Back then I used to dress to impress
Now I won't even sneak a peak at you
JB young boy from the V
Moved to the H but the F is where I be
Don't like

Maybe Next Time

Masta Ace

Take a Look Around

1990

such a stunt, now the Ace is gonna hunt
Ya down, you clown, cause the sound that you're hearing is dope
You can't cope slowpoke, so pick up the soap

Not Your Average Girl

Ghostface Killah

Ghostdini the Wizard of Poetry in Emerald City [Clean] [13 Tracks]

2009

Biting on a pen, thin glasses on
French type frames by Yves Saint Laurent
Say hey pretty mama, do you fit the bill
Do you got what it take for you

with stacks
Showed him the gat like ‘you gonna
Miss the finger roll right’ fuck
I Told the driver Lenny swing me by
The garden I gotta talk to Pat
Showed

no tory
Swat fly past, it's was gonna get gory

Get on IG, gonna put up a story
I'm lost at sea, like finding dory
Pour another drink, then suck on my

Spend a thousand on a fit just to get fly
Gotta stay away from beef in the summertime
In the jungle they do shootouts after drive bys
Pay attention

I beat the Odds
Now I money ball, Brad Pitt
From America With Love
I'm off that, on one, and on time
Different time zone I stay fly
God makes me shine

that grad song 
I just keep on graduating
Now watch me walk across this stage
Like I ain't got no cares at all
I'm tithing and my bills are paid
This

now I'm gonna invest on some things 
That is gonna make me rich
Rich look's coming by you
I pull up on the game like a drive thru
I got the crack and I

man it's best I do ignore em
I just got a text from my girlfriend talking bout a problem
That's really gonna need a lot of solving
Oh God tell me where

Yo
Let me start by sayin' 
I cant start again
While I write this phrase 
Without a writer's brain
But a fighter's pain
Killin' a guy in vain
My

this motherfuckin' game!

When a little time go by, they forget what you've done for them
Always tried to comfort them, now you ready to come for them

Dropped out of school
I had to take me a chance
Now I fly to Miami
I'm skrrrt-ing off in the Benz
It's like the closer you get it's
Like the faker

got it all

Why do we have to die
We rise by lifting others, buh y am I still down
God did it, that's y am rolling loud
Now I got fan base and it's

Them hoes used to diss when we all was bruck
Now I make that money stretch like it's warming up
I hit that bitch one time now she's acting like she

Face spit from the crowds of the bummiest
Luckiest nigga you never seen ever green
Makin bills in the hills like we beverly
Can't stand m make a promise

You gonna roll over on the other shoulder
And wonder if time stopped
Now you can say what you say from a pine box
Now to thread another pot-shot
You are

act like them man rich and looney

So so high
So so fly
In the sky
Slime by my side
Yeah we hitting 3-4 bills every night
Ayy
They see the money