Lyrics:
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Goin all in until I'm ballin like 50 cent
So I can put my family in a mansion with a picket fence
Hook
I'm tryna see a higher standard of life
So
on liquor
I give a fuck about excuses for a shitty friend
50 Cent wit' a gauge hunted by many men
R.I.P. to my love in remembrance For yo' fake smile ten
on chili just like sriracha is
If she got a gag, gotta give me that cents like 50, not talkin' bout maracas
I can't go bendin' to Casino, gotta stop chick
czas,
Fuck them opps, double guap, calm as buddha
Ciężko pracuje, by mieć legacy jak Weezy Baby,
Za Twoją zwrotę mogę dać Ci tylko 50 baby,
I tak
damn
C.WeBMaTiC
Baby she be buzzin’ and she actin’ like a Nat
Always on a N**** back, cuz’ da’ way a N**** act
If a N**** talk his shit, 50 Cent “Get
So absurd, refined
You want beef?
I drop meat like it's Burger Time
Catch a buck fifty, like 30 five's
Know what I mean, Vern?
Like Ernest's guy
I'm rappin'
Im as profound as an explosion
Feelin' lit like 50 cent Im a genius in abundance
Im a beast flourishing in Florence with the adrenaline
All my bitches get money
All my niggas get money
All of yall looking so bummy
Used to be sipping a bummy
Fifty cent soda
Now we just dip in
50 Cent, Ludacris, Public Enemy, ScHoolboy Q
I was rapping with artists I'd never heard of before
Who ripped the mic in ways I'd never seen in person
pound
Saying bro I got the loud
But you no where to be found
No remorse no more inococent
Idgaf
50 cent left up in my pocket
Now I half to buck
the fuck out of my lane (YEA! YEA!)
I will die rich or trying no in between
50 Cent her when she on the lean
Did we ever meet? Couldn't remember I was
on a bet 50cent I'm next
Been schooling all these cats
Though I skipped my class
Ya cats can never pass
Bunch of honest cheetahs
No pun intend
Ya nigga's
Nigga wanna be me
Niggas cant even see me
Been outside
Since 50 cent was selling cds
Its was a hot summer
We was in atl back seat ina hummer
Reactivated
There's hogs at the hitchin' post side by side
Gravel lot full of 4 wheel drives
Bud Light sign says .50 cent wings
Throwin' darts in the back is
a house flip
Or turn A half a o into a bird and do a magic trick
I ain't 50 cent but I got keep a magic stick
That'll make a nigga disapear soon as I clap
Coming straight from the rock
Yo
You know where we been at
Neither nigga
We at the function all time
So pop
Pop off
On my 50 cent shit
100
mattress i got heart’s on the head i feel like drake but i ain’t light skin 50 cent i got the power to get you off like a light switch he bitch i call him
only fans
Skirting off in the all black minivan
Bitch kick rocks, 50 cent many men
Slipping thru the knots and i still don't give a damn
All black fit
their rent
Get that cake like it's my birthday but I ain't no 50 cent
Gettin paper, stayin humble, I've been patient for so long
Goin hard on every song,
the price for all the things I tried to let you leave behind
Made a 5 off 50 cents made living hell feel like Dubai
She so damn fine I couldn't tell if it was
they sitting in
Slide down to your crib
Then kill yo bitch and say I'm innocent
Wanted dead by many men
Feeling like I'm 50 cent
Back in time like minute
painting them
Making it critical putting that pain in them
Yeah, and you finna suffer like Freddie Dredd
I'm 50 Cent I've been shot at by many men
Let's do
prayed i blow like 50 cent ( cuz lord knows Onnat taking chances )
Chrome lock out clutch basket on the banshee I ( dump the clutch )
Fancy paint berry
Turbulence
Zero suit caskets
Unexpected nuisance
Short 50 cents (Game over)
Alien world beneath my feet
Ship guidance, code repeats
Spirits left should deplete
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