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'Bach
I'm the realest that run it, I just happen to rap
I ain't gotta clap at 'em, niggas scared of that black
I drop that "Black Album" then I back,
like they like em
Influenced by the devil on them Fruity pebbles/ya
I'm just tryna fuck lets keep it Simple/ya
Baby i ball you love how i dribble/Ya
albums man I swear
Have my mama and my papa in a palace in a chair
I started from the bottom now I'm here
Headed to the top muhfucka, ima see u when I'm
sucha bastard (ya)
Real shit show, forever fuck joe
Gas n' a match it lit faster
Bottom of bottle, I'm plastered
I don't want love, i need laughter
I
They know I gotta stay lit
I got day ones I gotta stay wit
Live by the street code I can't change it
They told me stay focused you could make it out
I approach lit up cousin sit up matter of fact get up
What fuss on the bottom face slit up
Yeah where you from I'm from here
You know Brina
Gems Lit
You're a playmaker 
Playmaker
Playmaker
Playmaker
Got a dream
Built you a team
From the bottom
Y'all getting cream

Start off saying checkmate
the hustlers they love it
Just to see one of us make it
Came from the bottom the bottom
To the top of the pops nigga London
Japan and I'm straight off the block
my high
Then she get on top and ride
Buckin that shit like a bull
Trying to be by my side
I play that shit by the book
Yeah I'm a pimp and
I don't wife
I'm doing my own shit, baby
And you on your own now
I ain't really tripping on shit that you did
I'm letting that go now
I used to get lit with you
You're hoping I'm joking 
I'll poke a hole in your boat 
And watch you sink to the bottom of the ocean 
You said you were thirsting 
So here you go 
Drown
You're hoping I'm joking 
I'll poke a hole in your boat 
And watch you sink to the bottom of the ocean 
You said you were thirsting 
So here you go 
Drown
Golf Wang Converse, I'm Lil Tyler
Might skate in 'em, might not even rock 'em
Bad bitch, nice top, nice bottom
Fuck her with my chains on, she melt
Christian Louboutins red bottom of
A murder scene i'm clean like Listerine
Just stepped up on the scene

Rich nigga shit we ain't
Worried about a bitch
All I
Now I'm leaving town, with nothing but that bottom line

A hundred dollars and a half of a tank of gas
The shirt that's on my back, and an beat up
man's hot
Started from the bottom, now I'm winnin' by a landslide
Landslide, bitch I'm comin' hotter than a campfire
Spark the dutch, and hit the clutch
on the phone, come talk to me
I'll be waitin' on you, dawg at the office, peace

Now I'm thinkin' hard as I walk to my house
The fuck have I done now, what
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!

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N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
'Babe, that's what I thought'

I'm ready to fucking go
Finna roast a bitch you already know
Make an album then I make my dough
I'm all the way up
drown, but I'm breathin'
Huh? I had to lose to win
Then I told myself I'd never lose again
Huh? Never lose again
Made it out the bottom, nigga
I approach lit up cousin sit up matter of fact get up
What fuss on the bottom face slit up
Yeah where you from I'm from here
You know Brina
and come on through
You know what fuckin happens
Every time I drop an album
And top the charts like I'm Malcolm
And how come a white man rapping
Is seen
I'm contracted
A killer on a powder high, Game 7, Lebron clapping, I'll have your
Spinal column out of your body right by you 
And your bodyguard

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