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ask my lawyer what that means
Holy shit, he's more a friend to you than me
Little bitch, come meetings lookin Mr. clean
What's the sitch, boy you rich

(yeah)
Two Glock .40s at all time
Gon' shoot back a nigga shoot at me, just know it (ha, ha, yeah)

Oh
All I see is signs
All I see is dollar signs

and phases like the moon and tides
Catch me the backseat of the four by four, profile low
Gotta keep it lowkey, yeah the V.I.P private
Can't fuck with nobody,

and get it
Me and mines

(Verse 1)
Yo
I gotta go
I told my momma and all my niggas in my circle
Cos if it ain't Godly then I don't really wanna know
Cos I

when you need me girl
I'm there for ya
I got that 20 inch deep weave hair for ya
I said bitch, you know what it do
I told you I was comin’ back with

me get hella faded
I be getting so lit that I’m elevated
Eyes so low like Crazy Rich Asians
I don’t know what a really low place is
For real
Y’all

live by a script
(And I swear to God, all these bitches got me fucked up)
(I can't claim no hoe)
(I'm only claimin' the game)
(Yeah)
Back in, bitch I'm

everything you wanted cause I can't be weak
Yeah baby that's it, do the split
Freak nasty all on my tip
I took it to my DJ fresh on wax
Put it

New York's in Love

David Bowie

Never Let Me Down: The Interview

1987

like candy-floss
She sees the rich trash having all the fun
Makes her wonder where they get the energy from
There's nothing you can do to her
This city's

talking I came in and look it’s mine now
Me and Jae majima do it different
When we slide out
I want a lil yatchy not a peekaboo
A hide out
(Big boat!)
Still

Pockets empty take me where it's plenty
Ridin dirty ain't nobody with me
Speedin past them yellow lights all through my city got to make it fore they

it 
Set it off
Get it
Set it off
Get it 
Yea

Get it split it best with digits
Hustle to tall to be a lil midget
I'm a giant call me Andre
Always

Enemy Turf

Juvenile

Juve the Great

2003

business before I hit y'all
Even though a nigga rich and I rock ice
I still bust a nigga head on the block aright
 
[Chorus: x2]
It's enemy turf that

YouTube three years
They don't wanna see me blow
They don't wanna hear the flow
But this usually how it go
Bankroll, bankroll
The bank tellers know my name

a hearse with a trailer hitch
Never seen a hearse with a trailer hitch

Started my day
Giving away
All of my baseball cards
It felt so good by the afternoon

momma get fucked by me
My nigga I know it
But I like (Bitches) bitches
(Bitches) bitches (bitches) whoa
(Bitches) bitches (bitches) bitches
(bitches) whoa

Falling like a nosedive
When I'm by your side
Falling like a nosedive
Stay with me through all of life
I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be with ya

Button

please believe
It's murda.. please believe
I-N-C.. niggas what's fuckin with me?
R-U-L-E.. love me or hate me.. baby
Refer to 3:36.. baby
That's the rule..

get rid of me
Why the fuck
Wouldn't you wanna play
For the winning team
Nah
I don't got enemies
More like stepping stools
Can't let any y'all ahead

they can lock me out (na)
Circle so small, like a square had to box em out
Fuck all that shit that these niggas be talking bout (fuck, fuck, fuck all

not the reason all these kids came to the show?
We do not get rich from just being famous, you know?
Didn't want this life, it came to us
The gas

got me through all my traumas
Yeah they know imma spit like a llamas
In my bag like I'm Barrack Obama
Throw it up imma score like a finger roll
Drop

here
I'll bust yo fucking lips
Lay me down to rest, I
Feel like I've lost my pride
I gotta lotta risks
I did not take, why
Cause I get up in my head
All

(Yess) 

Fuck all the rest,  (Ohh) 
I'll give you the best (Ohh) I'm so focused on you

Iyou know the energy so blessed (Yess) 

I'm a Let you lay right