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of love to give Myself Right now I'm in my bag though Touch so much money I'm a cash flow I've been humbled by the dark nights Sitting lonely in the dead
Ayo, I spit that venom, deadly as can be In the lab chillin' like a west coast MC An Islander, not from Tahiti Your girl stretch out my muscle like Gary
But just like O.J., I'mma get acquitted Sittin' on a fistful of dope Hid it all by the city I'mma star like that thing that was hanging off of Janet's
you the best luck MC slaughter Envy harder Shit can get grotesque hide your Sons and your daughters One moment catch some niggas Chilling at the hangout
Neurons from this beat Bitch Mc Ride my way out of my ways I'm stuck in a circular case filling with haze I don't wanna be cut in my way but who's to say I
all I think about is lunchtime Only thing that matters besides money is my bloodline So much potential I gotta be signed By Roc Nation or maybe G.O.O.D
to be down by that Luckys And If I cut a verse for you then just consider yourself lucky East Oakland, California, MC Hammer, you can't touch me nigga,
the Dead Sea The Duke of Welli D-Sisive Impromptu MC
people Leave you dead by trigger Or a knee on the neck Now I'm all in ya shit. I don't sell it I just FLOW dope So get off my dick
Built from the ground up Ford tough Grinding like it's '96 And my name is Puff Puff huge smoke clouds Smoke flowers by the pound Call a florist Fanny
Protect the weapon, stick? forget it, it's a dead end I'm interjectin' while profectin' what i'm threadin' Together the world will be corrupted, until
could ever have a chance Woman change guise Just like a chameleon You'd be a dead man walking Why, if looks could kill you She ask me one
(Bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu bang) Super rich, Avirex girls see this, get wet Occupation, mic check Yeah, occupation MC, mic check- (song switch) You know what I mean Yeah, now
to be When you booty like Jhene ciko groceries You ain't an MC (naah) you ain't close to me The opposite of Rakim you a joke to me Funny You withdrew all
Yo whattup, this the real right here Comin to you right here is the realest shit Tef MC, word up, ayo Champ (This goes out to my homeboys Onyx n shit
Sometimes I just feel like I suck at life I started last year and the depression with my money tight Then I said fuck it, hit the gas and started
and Brooklyn from fighting Telling me to pay my respects and move to the side But I probably wouldn't have got off my knees to let people by You can't kill
my dick back in my pants, Concentrating on music and making my fans dance. For the love of money, I be on it to represent it, I ain't got shit else
like a dead body coming for its murderer Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem Go
It's like watching my whole life Flash in front of me knowing I am one of the Best whoever done it, as a writer shuns it Them niggas young MC, while
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