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I cannot fix up my mindset

Cuz people been tearing me down and saying I suck but I do not mind it



I stay working and learning as I’m producing

Up Out the Way

E-40

Napalm

2012

and throw it on the ground?
Instead I can't get by, fin this make you double girl
I'm back up in this, you pussy niggas in trouble now
Shake, what you gon

the hottest so the
Hottest I deserved the ball
It's that Cocaine Mafia connect
Juicy J, Project Pat, Montana, roger that

I'm a self made man, self made man
I'm

cuz Def Jam been Def ever since Russel Simmons, I want the women 
the world and everything in it, I feel timid by the minute, 
Don't ask how we did it,

a snack
I was a young nigga on the block, watchin' cuz sell crack
I cannot save bitch, grew up on Project Pat
Itching for that drank, think I'm about

'em together and whether they know it or not, i'm carryin'
All this weight on my shoulders, 'cause i am the shovel to dig out the holes they buried in

[Intro: Project Pat]
Yes sir hypnotized mutherfuckin minds my boy Lil Wyte
about to put it down for you mutherfuckin hoe's just
like this it's goin

at all dem bubbles at da bottom
Project Rugrat, I'm where they slung at
Copped the ounce dime bag by my nutsack
8th-grade goonin', 9th-grade foolin'

So I sold it for the kid, know what I'm sayin'?
Right here, white top, yo, yo, hold on
I'ma go talk to this cat
Yo, kid, what up Sparks? What up?

Can It Be All So Simple [Remix]

Raekwon

R.A.G.U. Rae and Ghost United

2007

So I sold it for the kid, know what I'm sayin'?
Right here, white top, yo, yo, hold on
I'ma go talk to this cat
Yo, kid, what up Sparks? What up?

Patta
So much paper comin' in like Project a Banker
I don't want none of your weed
You can keep the drink
My ship ain't gon' sink
I'm still holdin

at your beloved child
I am burying myself, 'cause I know there is nothing that could be the same
And neither fine

I was misunderstood by everything that I

the lies
You closing your eyes
'Cuz you chose to be blind
Sometimes I sit and think back
About my life so I kick back
Thinking bout the ones that didn't make

playing none your projects
Thinking you should quit cuz you ain’t made out for this process
You be looking lame boy you lost it
Move out my lane I’m annoyed

and Cry? 
Hell naw, I knew that it was time to buy
And by the time I'm in the sunshine, sitting to write
Though somewhat small, my portfolio's tight
Got

ravaged by the dogs
'Cause there's a system
And my black-ass just don't fit in, oh I get it
Shit is a race game, and this game is hopeless
From the 60s

can't practice it
Nigga, I'm back; baby, I'm back
Pat myself on the back, by myself in the back
Taking selfies and that

Doing pop with my hoody up

All my niggas pullin' stacks out
And poppin' bottles 'til we black out
My niggas never need a pat down
Tell her bring it back now
Cuz that thing

by the boobies, booby trapped

All white Bentley, I call that mama
My life crazy, like Obama's
You talk slick? Well I'm Osama
Bin Laden, I'm

get yo' bitch hit
Million dollar deals on the table, I'm a rich kid
My nigga tryna put that brrt on a nigga biscuit
Don't try to go against the guys,

Ballin'

Kevin McCall

Fan of a Fan

K-Mac

Ballin' like a bitch (bitch)
You can't tell me nothin' 'cause I'm ballin' like a bitch (uh, uh, uh, uh-huh)
Filthy ass rich (rich

Comin For Ya Head

Wu-Block

Wu Block

2012

drop the burner and burst
Burgundy blood, fell out the thug, he got trapped by a team curse
I'm more relentless, aiming to strap, from off the benches

Gotta go get my nigga Alley Boy
Y'all niggas know the business project Pat
We gettin' this money, man
Real shit, real spit
Let's go, let's go, let's

Voices In My head

A Boogie wit da Hoodie

Hoodie SZN

2018

Monsta's gon' tear it up

All she ever wanted was my heart to hurt
No attachments, just a Gucci purse
She know I'm mad rich, she think I'm usin'