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shall be forsaken
And a new age has begun

Day by day to the lay, I always took myself to school and did it with my due diligence
Got outta bed every

Hokage
Blind the new Itachi
I got hands like Neji
I save every penny
Wolf like Andrew Wiggins
I keep getting bigger
I keep persevering
All I know is grind

Livin' by myself, paranoid as hell, I do
Yesterday is tomorrow, but somehow, I'll keep on Loving you
Everywhere I go, ghetto, the streets dirty like

stickin' to the plot
Irresistible is why they couldn't fit me in a box
I had my empire, crashed by desire

Doin' favors for those chastised and briar
Don't

Diamonds and emerald pearls, silver and gold
Roll in a Beamer, Mazaratti, a Ferrari
A Rolls
Benjamins in multiples of tens in rolls
Persian rugs

And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big

And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big

And dry-aged for 60 days
During those 60 days, the flavor becomes stronger
To make the perfect ribeye that you'll receive tonight
I'm not a business man
I'm

J'lâche une bastos, sans forcer
Que des 6-0, sans forcer
On joue à Rolland K-Sos, sans forcer
94.0, sans forcer

Danew By Rohff, bob DT
C'est l'été

I'm Mad

EPMD

Business as Usual [Clean]

1990

before they get smacked up.
One by one, two by two, three by three, yo p

Pass the Uzi, to blow up, any whack MC that show up,
There goes one, blast

they turn yellow like a Tonka truck
My people like the Indy Colts, they out here with no Andrew Luck
They fall like dominos & autumn leaves, but no

pistol 
For the time of your life costs gold by the fistful 

Have you seen those Cherokee women? 
With feathers in their hair 
There's a name to every

Got a hair trigger on me, waitin to let loose
Gold egg, laid by models, y'all tail spin like goose
I'm the headline, I run the news
And I'd choose

you're beside it's harder, to think bout any partner
And when you somewhere farther and my feelings full of ardor getting screamed at by my father wishing

Person Unknown
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss

Well Saturday night's a lonely sound
When you're running your hands through the lost and found

holding me by the neck and I'm stuck inna game
Attaching myself to the core of the rotten the rotten what I have become under names
I'm not really crazy I'm

Your star shape design is what made your wheel shatter.
That wasn't my vision.
It's not the best look.
I recommend playing it safe by the book.
Most

fake news
Tell the truth but hide Prince Andrew
Protect our children, protect our women
Save our first and second amendment
Love our passion, love our

a gold digger
ditch kicker
Show her the yard work
The Lawn mowers
Leaf blowers
Now thats Menards work
Week of terror the third
Oh it ain't over til it's

Boy, don't sleep in the trap house, nah, that's risky
Ain't no deals in the trap house, if you want three, that's sixty
Boy, don't sleep in

you tryna pick on Wale?
You told me that you don't fuck with Rozay
And YG can't give you a pass
I add 20 to your 40s, put the 60s on your ass

time you shot, it was off a little bit
Then you came back and got rebooked
Twenty-four karat, all gold on my neck, you think I got it from Egypt
If

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Bottles lyrics by Neutron The God
Woah x2 Woah x2
GrindWorkProgress
Something about them big bottles make them come out
GWP
Want to be in my section