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out from that little one room and kitchen youve got. Its owned by my good friends in Cayman National Bank, so we have already moved out your stuff,

I'm on my way, they know I'm on my way
Ima get to it do whatever it takes, day by day
Take a knee then I pray
Keep giving me the strength to say fuck

clearly
This must be the real me
I'm drawn by her presence
I can truly hear my heart beating
I stop to just breathe in
Something is here nah
I'm not just

Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music

With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level

Girl I hope you get message loud and clear
I know we stress bout money 
Bills to pay by next Monday
Thats why Im working overtime
I never tell you how

ruling everything
Around me and broken dreams in this cold world I scream
I'm a nuisance, my rope tied with dollar bills
If the noose fits, success ain't

years as a servant just to help with my experience 
Got sharper than a spear when I listened with my ears
Got clearer with my vision as I looked up

woulda guessed it
The self-service checkout wasn't workin'
Then, outta nowhere, "Can I help you, ma'am?"
Get the hell out
It's her first crush from primary

wrong
Never judge another man's choice
I believe in God so much
Growing up
That was the name my mama called
All the bills got paid
All the sorrow go away

my friend can't believe in no words
I don't care who you are going by what I know
I really risked it all for people that wouldn't risk it for me
I

please don't make me forsake
cnd forget all the things I'd promise/
Never to undertake
In order to help elevate/
My fellow brothers and sisters/
But know

to draw back your hand

Give me a little, I earned it right?
I exist on this earth so you pay for my life!
Just kidding, I don't believe in word free
Live

ay.

Oh by the way let's go do some drugs till we cough up our lungs 
And while I get my camera phone to see you put a gun to your gut
I'll ask your mom

trippin'?
Getting paid by the week
Lotta hot guap in my jeans
I'ma top dog, you a cur
Nigga hit the curb
Get to steppin' off with two feet
Nigga please
Nigga

self made niggas don't wanna do it by themselves
I looked to the hills, someone's coming for help
And he gave me the will when there was nothing left

her, put your purse up
Spent a couple thou, had to burn some
And by the way we livin' now, they can't believe that we were hurt once
Haters real quiet, I

the bag, they would laugh in my face but Im happy to say
I enjoy it now
My love language is money I need a dollar bill
The cold side of the world taught me

on spittin' like you spittin', we gon' get a couple thou
Ay, it's young Mano
Fucking' with the beat like Play-Doh
Then I pass it to my homie Hot Potato, what

feel I'm gettin' closer
That shit you spendin' up on bills, I'm pourin' in my soda
Keep the Knots they showin', I bet these niggas know it

I can't keep

I Believe in Something

Too Much Joy

Live at Least

2001

astounded by everything
The wet grass beneath my feet, the tall towers of concrete

If I was God no one would doubt it
You wouldn't need church to get

Onslaught 2

Slaughterhouse

SlaughterHouse

2009

Probably cause I live by the art of for-keeps
I get indicted after my product's released
We a different form, a different centrifugal force
Every line is

flying to my wealth 
Money isn't reason but I know its gunna help 
To the north from the south with my girl in the middle thats my own orions belt 
So I

Papa Was a Rolling Stone

Was (Not Was)

You Can't Hurry Love: The Motown Covers Album

1994

rest assured I don't act like you
I'm more than that, my mama raised me better
And you can best believe I'm much more together
So believe that

Hey

face?
It’s my worst song by far
I’m stuck, I need help but it’s too late (late)
This my turn from an icon
I fell burning out the sky, that’s just today