Lyrics:
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They hate to wanna give me the crown
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Dub-Z Dub-Z Dub-Z Dub-Z Dub-Z
They hate that I'm the king of the town
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the liters
Guest appearance by some pills for a feature
While children in the street screaming we need ya
Old men are for wisdom
Young men are for war
We're
to the Blue-ah-Print-ah tres piece, Jay-Z your tutor
Toota of my own horn Beep beep move-ya
Rasclaat when rude boy come through with the roof up
So I could see the sky
please
But its someone to talk to
Is what he really needs
Theirs families by trees
Jay always sees
Their happiness washes over him
And turns into jealousy
Oh, we are not allowed too?
Oh, you the only one that's allowed too? (Huh)
Some of them wants to use you
Some of them wants to be used by you
the only one that's allowed too?
(Huh) some of them wants to use you
Some of them wants to be used by you
Kentrell, they just wants to kill you
They just
Ice lol that
Would this bring you fossils back to your senses
Probably not
We do anything and still hear you complain
You worship Jay-Z and still hav8ng
Justin Timberlake is just a new form of Michael
It's cold inspiration, that's the way it be
Without a Jay Z's are probably wouldn't be no Peas
So
the hate that you'll accumulate
When you come outta the gates of hell
Because well, people be mad, when you spit
They'll say your bad, and you sound like
Before time in the AD, I was completely crazy
I'm not Jay-Z nor am I Slim Shady
She is my baby, we getting bigger lately
Mistakenly, mistaken, not
new ain't 'bout to change
I'm still gonna do it my way
Yeah I still remain
So tell me why you hate the game?
So tell me why you hate the game?
This
a blueprint like I was Jay-Z
Broski on my phone he say he like me over Jay-Z
I'm a youngin' and I'm runnin' it, I feel like Devin Haney
I ain't beefin' with my
your time do you
Uhh, if your people locked up, you need to send 'em some s***
'Cause it's never too late to stop bein' a b****
A magazine and some
to eat, no place to sleep
I mean shii that's that shit that made me
Don't trust niggas Reasonable Doubt I feel like Jay-Z
Let so many people in my heart
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
back to the people thats my motto im a noble king
But some how ni**a's love to hate
Take a dose of that that confidence to numb the pain like novocaine
yea)
Role model, Jay-Z, drinkin' D'usse, uh
I pull up skateboard, uh (what?)
Shout out, Playboi (yea yea)
Don't hate, boy (nah, nah)(don't)(nah)
Know you
going on, no more head assery
Goals to obtain look like the path to a Jay-Z, Quincy Jones, Jay Elec, a Ye,
Or a Master P
What they have in common at this
can't take it
Stripper, model, public figures, whatever to make it
Souf takin' over and I know some people hate it
Fuck her, yeah, it's overdue, we ain't
this far getting by doing time in the studio
And finally I made some hits
Shit's so real no counterfeit
And right now I'm feeling pretty confident
So get
people
My music bangin like vatos locos got rap in a choke hold
And I won't surrender it with, beats by Timbaland
Cállate la boca, my baby
All I wanna
the things they're saying
Which is fueled by their envy for my love of who I am
So hate me cause you ain't me don't hate me cause I'm in demand
We got some
Hate to tell you, baby, hate to tell you ba-a-by
Hate to tell you, baby, that I don't love you
Hate to tell you, babe, I can't put no one else above you
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