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that new year new me shit
Nah i don't wanna hear that new year new me shit
As i look around You still ain't doing shit
Ain't doing shit,you just moving

ain't gotta lay down on your bed to know you already fucked up
Lettin' me in the motherfuckin' game is lettin' me drunk-drivin' your truck
When Yelawolf

okay, cause I'm rich
Or at least that's what I tell myself
But I made an impact on my town no one else had
And who the fuck doing it like me
And I ain't

Even tho my brain feel the same it's consumed by the pain
I can feel the trauma circulating in my veins
Niggas switch sides all the time what a shame

Welcome to my paradise where we roll the dice in that trap life
Play them cards fuck the odds ain’t no handouts ain’t no credit cards
Nigers loose

There's fucking no reason to explain bitch it's just because
My brothers keepers
We ain't blood but thats my blood
Get hit with the hammer
Nigga I ain't

Felony Niggas

The LOX

We Are the Streets

2000

a blunt and a tre pound, plenty of liquor 
So ya homies got something to pour 
That's that old school shit 
I ain't tryin' to put you under the floor

arms house in Big Apple
Big Apple, where is that?
Ain't nowhere in England, in fact
It's in the same place
Where Ivan Ooze and Zordon had beef
It's in

purpose ain't that crazy to say
Bout to do my life disservice and just waste it away
Got a bottle of this bourbon it been making me brave
Talking taking

It's the same old shame with a brand new game
It's the same old pain with the same ole drink
Yea I just wanna love you, guess that dreams way out

about was you
That's why it's so funny
You want somebody that'll keep
Up by your side
Then, tell me, why you actin' cold to me?
You ain't the only one

that ring
I was blinded by the light like a deer standing in the road
And I couldn't see the danger in singing, Live and Die Rock n Roll, but

(Chorus)

this path to be filthy rich
I'm walking here coz the other side ain't bleach
And this constitution is a helpless bitch
And it's filled with snitches

Pointing Fingers

Mase

Movement

1999

the type, give him an inch? He takin' a yard 
'cause see, he the type of cat that be thinkin' he hard 
I told him if he gonna come, he got ta come by eight

'Cause everything that I got I worked for in advance
Got all the hoes screaming this my jam
Been getting rich and I ain’t need no scam
Stupid little nigga

Move That Body

Nelly

Move That Body

Ain't no compettitionor dissin' thats my position
You listenin' pay attention
You be feeling the same
Twenty one and older
You shakin' cause you wanna

they'll try to burn facts
It's a cold game so I still gotta keep the heat in the sauna
'Cause it's a good chance you'll leave by tomorrow, ayy
Ain't got

Don't Come Around

Yo Gotti

I Am

2013

that nigga one shit
Ain't got no heart, man I knew that nigga wasn't rich
Should've killed him when he went up that lift
When them niggas say bang, nigga

heart
But dont you take it for granted cuz that can switch up
I know they gone hit my phone when they see me going up
No I aint blocking no numbers, I

Pull up on the ave', mashin' and yokin'
Only thing in my wallet, my ID and a Trojan
Nigga-rich negro, pockets swollin'
Kingpin, bitch, I ain't talkin'

call me by my name
I seen better days, sky filled in with grey
And I can't stand that look on your face
Wish I could fly away, out of all the shame
'Cuz

burnt or a shank got wiped
I'm getting stop by fans in Westfield 
My mumzy thinks that I'm famous 
I tell her don't put me on snapchat 
That's a lil

an obsession it's more of an obligation
You gotta tell it how it is dog that other shit is basic
Fuck keepin' up with an image, that ain't even worth my patience

well so be it
Aye deacon
Aye deacon
Don't pray for me I don't need it
And stop saying she in a better place
That shit ain't helping either
I don't even