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It’s gonna be worth all the trouble You’ve heard it before
Ain't no pain, ain’t no gain
I’m grabbing this shit by the throat
Ain’t no fucking with me hoe

all wanna love me 
Dream big by the lobby
New vibes dey all call 
I just guess am just top
Kimzy brown on bill board dats fr sure
Too much history

the face(what)
Your son a fuck up thats fake

Yeah
Alone in a room my beginning
Yeah
My time was ticking
Picked up a mission
All of these artists gone missing...

Why is it still there?

I wore a rope, to climb up the ladder
And oh, have I prayed it'd spare me a fall
I wore a smile, to make me feel better
And oh,

The racks up imma go ahead and double that
All these haters try to play me
I just shake me head and laugh

I Prayed for this
You can't tell me I don't want it

prayed for, it's breaking
my heart Cause I didn't wanna let go, no

The harder I loved, the harder I fell I felt like I was living in hell
And calling it

grey mare?
All along, down along, out along, lee,
By Friday soon, or Saturday noon,
With Bill Brewer, Jan
Stewer, Peter Gurney,
Peter Davy, Dan'l

faking
I just had to make it
Worked up all my patience
Now I'm gonna make it
This shit was like makeshift aye
Fucking up the matrix aye
Never had to weigh

Uhhh
Look here man
My flo embodies the work of a Ferrari made,
Park it by the gas tank then covered it up boy not worthy to see how I stunt in these

All my niggas tryna say that we Egyptian now
I'm hearing women say "oh so we bitches now?" 
Bitch please only bitches answer to it
Gotta woman

Everything I got yeah I paid for it
Yeah I prayed for it, I'm ya favorite
I go bipolar on some crazy shit
I go Bill Bellamy on my playa shit
Now my old hoes is

budget
Theyre always surrounded by the paparazzi
My friends too rich having all the ferraris
Credit card bills flow spending all the money
spending all

Dominate The Weak

Ice Cube

Death Certificate

1991

Wake up homie
Ayy, them people, they coming
Listen
Ayy, wke up
Ayy, homie
You gotta get up
Ayy, them folks is at the door, man
Get up
Get up

Let's Get This Paper

John Legend

Break the Pot

2013

life, nigga

They sendin' y'all niggas on vacation
Nigga 'cross the nation, nigga
Y'all niggas caught up in the motherfuckin' hype, nigga
Sellin'

The Miracle

On my knees, I prayed,
Please take my sorrows, and all of my past;
And lift them to the skies, so I can fly at la-ast
I'm tired

dreams being shit on by all my haters
Whats right when you've witnessed different hits amongst your neighbors
Sunday dinners different nations
Settled

glory)

False alarms and false starts
All made better by the sound of your heart
All the pain of the last time
Prayed so hard it was the last time

The Wrong Route

Unknown Prophets

World Premier

2003

own condo on the outskirts of Blaine
Car, cell phone all in her parents name
Bills paid for by mom and pops
Who had a nice little tight relationship

My pupils are not students
They dilate but they never learn
Each time we roll up the dollar bill
We suffocate the President
Each time we roll up

Cowboy Bill

Garth Brooks

The Limited Series

1998

us
You boys keep your distance
That old man's just telling you lies
But to all of us kids
Cowboy Bill was a hero
Just as true
As the blue texas

Everyday i gotta stay prayed up
While trying to keep all my dues paid up
OG told me stay out the way little bruh
They'll try to knock you on ya way

me, I'm never satisfied with gettin' by
I need that deluxe apartment up in the f***ing sky
I'm talking sitting so high overlooking the chi
That if I

ever prayed
Get to the check I'm not playing no games
Flexing it up and they loving the gains
Can't slow down the movement step outta the way
Yeah this

driver, bitch I was all three
Don't ever trip on my set
And don't ever front on my G
Cuz I'll put a hole on your head with the tech
And then throw up the WB