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fucking in the back of my concert
Offended by the lack of a roster
I can easily handle a monster
Off a redline and a handle of monster
We ain't the same boy

about
Drake unfollowed Ice Spice after he flew her out
And I'm on Gervonta side, females do too much
He ain't do shit, she put shit on his toothbrush

by the police
Bitch, I run from they ass, they ain't gon' catch me
Bitch, I run it so fast, they ain't gon' fuckin' catch it
Bitch, I used to play

Mind is not a game to play wit all day

[Verse: Drake]
I've been hated by many, wanted by plenty
Disliked by some, but confronted by none
Since they

of clout
Don't be nervous
Put that dick in her mouth
She still tryna pop out
She ain't know that they had the drakes out

But her fine ass still tryna throw

I was down bad on my dick, but now I'm up these niggas hate
My stick it like to sing, but it rap real fast, that's why I call it Drake
Opps be real

that dress
Body's lookin' fresh
Lashes lookin' pressed
Legs lookin' sexy flexed
This ain't Marvin's Room but 
I'm Drake's best record yet
I invest in

New York Times [Bonus Track]

50 Cent

Born Sinner [Deluxe]

2013

In the concrete jungle of Queens trying to be Kings
Getting to the money of sins by any means
As I, watch it all pan out, try not to stand out
Fish out

Motivated
I'm know I'm the most hated
Coming from the top I should be congratulated
Sipping on that cup we bout to be all faded
Feeling like drake

me
Prayed on by all these foes, it'll put you in a frenzy
Niggas hear about my woes and dismiss em
Confusing 'em with the ones that Drake ran through

Easy come easy go this here like a rodeo
Like drake got that OVO I'm rocking with ICE
Folks cap like Pinocchio. They need them a golden globe
So sick

Bitch I'm a vamp in the neck where the fangs go
She aint even bad you got tricked by the angles
Three in the head we put one in the ankle
I'm getting

the trenches by myself
And I be whipping
I ain't fuckin with these niggas
Cause I'm realer and I'm different
Run up on me get your issues
Choppa ripping through

That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by

by myself, we ain't the same
I know legends never die, but I know some in the grave
Secure the bag by any means, stay the fuck out the way, aye
We

('cause no one told me)
Deontay Wilder lost his first fight
He got beat up by Tyson, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mike
Oh, the Tyson that he got beat up by was

my feet in Guatemala while I watch ‘em hate
Said I was broke last year, I flipped the switch like Drake
Fancy restaurant Filet Mignon all on my plate

Yeah
Uh
Yeah
(And you know, got Lettuce by the Pound, yeah)

Yeah, I can take you to the hood, show you them spots (yeah, yeah)
I ain't never

workin'
Lil Mama, say she nervous, yeah, sure bitch
I just want a lil' mountain, lip service
Treat the pussy like a house, she want insurance
I'ma fuck

the setbacks they was worth it
I ain’t getting rich by accident
I'm doing this shit on purpose (ay)
Hit licks on purpose (ay)
Lil bitch she nervous (ay)
I got

Heaven Ain't Hard 2 Find

2Pac

All Eyez on Me

1996

Heaven ain't hard to find
(All you gotta do is look)

Simply because you nervous, let me start off with my conversation
Hopin' my information,

He keep talking that tough shit, but I know where he be at
Bitch I know where he sleep at, if we catch him lacking he ain't getting no free pass

is
And I'm here to tell you about that savior with that extra love
And he died for you, cleansed your sins, one of the king's kids, yeah

Money ain't

Bitch named crystal,
Let her suck my pistol,
She opened up her mouth,
And then I blow her brains out,
You ain't met a nigga like me,
you probably never