Lyrics:
as they taking card
(Hold up, hold up, hold up)
Imma be cool of this Hen
Im taking shots by the twins
Oh shit how'd I forget
I think I lost all my friends
Yeah B
Talk yo' shit
(Partner let me upgrade you)
How you gon' upgrade me what's higher than number one?
You know I used to beat that block
Now
Yeah B
Talk yo' shit
(Partner let me upgrade you)
How you gon' upgrade me what's higher than number one?
You know I used to beat that block
Now
I dirty
etched by reason of this long journey
I'm someone good from you can be around this yo
So much time you have to learn to live with it
when it ain't looking good
For real, the world so ill, yo, I want a girl so real
Who not after material wealth, but get dough still
Or maybe
back in debt again!
'Cause a fool and his money is soon departed
You lost yo' good thing
Before you got started
So you wanna know when you gonna
Get
of the Benz-E
Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)
Check, check, yo, I know something you don't know
And I've got something to tell ya
You
neighborhood
And label me as a dope dealer yo, and say that I'm no good
But I gave out jobs so niggas wouldn't have to go out
Gave up some dope on the corner so
a dog I get it by the pound nigga
Jealousy and envy I can't be around niggas
You can't hit my phone if it don't involve some digits
You could bring yo
finally set free
By the realization, all I gotta do is be me, be me
Uh, anime-lovin', video game-playin'
Put that shit in my raps, people like, "What
a personal
Exile, but exile to come back and
Deliver my magnum opus of
A work, and to be outshined…to
Be beat by a girl, basically
This was necessary i think
lash on your ass
With this fire burnin' passion I have, that would drive me insane
Fuckin' I be in pain but the stakes are too high
So I can't walk away,
of the Benz-E
Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)
Check, check, yo, I know something you don't know
And I've got something to tell ya
You
me i been
Handlin' stress in this shit for years
Blazed out sheddin' tattooed tears now
Said many times busters still can't see
Y'all niggas can't fuck
freestyle on the
Level that I do
Should be winnin' Grammys too
So if you do it like me
You can do it like this and uh
They say I'm a teacher like
The one
day but Saturday be my day
I'm rolling with the Soul on skates
I can't wait
Time to let the good times roll
Let's lose control
When Sunday come, we've
You take my love for granted
I just don't understand it
Years go by too fast
I can't keep track
How long did we last?
I feel bad for asking
It
[Ne-Yo (Rihanna)]
She gave a round of applause
(round of applause)
Followed by a standing ovation
(standing ovation)
[Verse 1: Ne-Yo]
I feel so
aight you listening? Look
Look you can't educate me about bagging up
I've been doing this ting from day one and I
Can't see one guy that I think's
yo, this is for dolo son
Yo, man, c'mon pass the blunt man (yo champ, champ, champ)
Yo, pass the blunt man (hold it man)
Wassup man? (yo, hold it
lend yo ass, the man so bad
From Alabama with banjo cocked back
Swing bass like I'm Rambo fix that
I don't wanna hear shit buddy that's that
Can't get
thing that boy good
Good thing good thing
Good thing that boy
I use to wanna bang like Erich did
Even Dice too
Told my reflection twist yo fingers
They
Dammit I show flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z
Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine
Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x]
Now
I'm about to air you out
Like a car tire when the rim bent
You can't front chump
I got so many punches and bars after
This battle you gon be punch drunk
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