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I'll pull a three-eighty
Three feet from my waist
Three inches from your faces
Make no mistake Weezy neva hesitate
I'll pop till your shit separate like

got Harry I've got Kane 
My young boys playing for The Gunners
F**k around he's taking aim
Ive got Harry I've got Kane
I've got Harry I've got Kane 
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(Watch my feet)

I was countin' down the clock
Three seconds for the shot
I be cookin' Curry pot (Cookin')
She was lookin' and I'm not
I was drivin' by

into your chest
I'm doing my best
Like what the fuck you expect?
Small town, smaller nigga with the biggest effect
I'm speaking direct
And this time I

smaller
In my rear view mirror
I passed the road 3 miles ago
Where I needed to make a right
Shooting stars over the motel bars
With blinking neon lights.

satin shoes
My first pair of heels, the first of three
Mum said
Heels for occasions- today is an occasion
Actually, today is the biggest day of my life

a self-fulfilling prophecy

You could break me in every way
You could bring me right to my knees
By the time you count to three
I'll be standing on my own two feet

into my suitcase to bring with me
And I'd open it up whenever I needed Apartment three
The rooms look smaller than before now that they're so empty

The Heat

Lil Wayne

Tha Carter

2004

bullshittin'
AR hit your truck, got your hood flippin'
Feet by the engine, head by the transmission
Yeah, and I be right where I am, mister
Me and my damn

bullshittin'
AR hit your truck, got your hood flippin'
Feet by the engine, head by the transmission
Yeah, and I be right where I am, mister
Me and my damn

the basement getting’ disciplined/
Till we cried out, and puked our guts out/
Insisted by my brothers friends to piss on a skateboard/ 
And dad was strugglin’

I'm standing on my own feet
Nowadays, if I got rules, then I break them
I got doubts and I got fears, but I shake them
You know, this is a struggle but

controlled creation
I called my muses in for self isolation
45 minute meditations, controlled creations
Written by a hand that never even touched a pen
It

longer loves
His circle getting smaller shit look like it's closing up
He sitting by himself self people asking him what's up
But he won't fuck wit no one

So Much Money

Juicy J

Rubbaband Business

2010

through so much money that I need three hands to count it

I woke up in a Bugatti, and parked it by my Ferrari
Took my Rolex and chopped it and stuffed it

talking ‘bout a brand new flex on you
Shawty talking ‘bout a past ex, sex on you
She don’t know that I would die to get close
1, 2, 3, 4 feet away just

the darkest highway
If my words have inspiration, listen story
Generations talk about the way in life and that's for what you have to fight!
Manners meaning

at 11: 00 y'all was
Leavin' 6: 00 in the mornin'
Cause them underage bitches had to be
To school by 8: 00
My belt always a lil' loose
To get a handgun

for me
Put a roof on our head so we could sleep
Always made sure we had shoes on our feet 
Working three jobs just so we could eat

My mama told me

to everybody
To maintain my chill demeanor
So I don't get subpoenaed, judged by everyone
Like a court but I ball so hard that 3 points was enough to avoid

See the devil trying to scratch me off the surface
I'm standing tall as the backbone of my family can't be shaken by the haters gravity

In these times

like Kareem
Back in days used to fuck with my team
Now I'm surrounded by fiends
You on that Molly
Oh Yea
Gotta turn to the max
I might hit from the back

my childhood
Always focused on the next thing and always what I could do
In my life but I'm only twenty-three yet it feels like
I've been alive for

on the cross
So I could be saved
Picked me up
From the marry clay
Set my feet upon
The rock to stay
That's why
I thank you lord
I thank you lord
I thank you lord