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We're building this up from the ground
Brick by brick like it's Snowfall tetris
Don't bring your lil chick around
Unless you're bro cause darg I'm
make it, I couldn't take it
I tried to square up, it's too hard I couldn't fake it
And now I see why, since I was knee high
I swore to live and die by
you to know (Hov', I wanna let you know)
It ain't where I been (it ain't where I been, Hov')
But where I'm 'bout to go (top of the world, Young Hova,
you to know (Hov', I wanna let you know)
It ain't where I been (it ain't where I been, Hov')
But where I'm 'bout to go (top of the world, Young Hova,
Fake niggas throw shit in they drinks
Club nights we snatch linx politic, Africans and Chinks
While World of Sport niggas snort coke by the seconds
to rock this y'all
(This is the world premiere)
Y'all ain't ready for it
But get ready for it
Queen Bee
Talk to 'em
(Yo Swizz where it at baby?)
Talk to 'em
Rose red and my diamonds blue
R-R-Rose red and my diamonds blue
R-R-Rose red and my diamonss blue
Plus I keep a dime chick
I like my Rose red and my
is you at the end of the day
You came in this world by yourself, you gotta go out that way
Yeah
It's just a lullaby
Ima do right by you girl
I am yo pusha man
Whatever state we in
I'll be here til the end
Let's change the world together
Have some beautiful kids
If you
Tattoos pretty eyes thick thighs
Sweet like vanilla wafers that's no lie
Led by example I'm loving ya vibes
I can't front but... I love her smile
the league in assists
Hop scotch, black top, I ain't been skippin' a step since
Real estate, Zillow every day, bitch, I might just change my profession
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
motherfuckers necks
Do it to 'em daddy, do it to 'em
As my, Daytons spin lowrider sittin' low
Hittin corners so hard you can taste my rims
Hard top
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
a loss just to tell myself to earn my winnings
They can never say they blind when I supply the vision
And everybody can't be Holy in a world of sinning
I
That G)
More sex and money make the world go round
Dumb Diddy snatch ya chick up, hit the floor now
Want money? I need bodyguards, as big as stiff
an extension
This world of mine that you cant define
I get my own and I stay right
Fuck your chick and we play fight
When you be so high you feel fine
Cuz that
like Jordan in the fall
On top of the hill like Lauren, Killing 'Em Soft'
What you grillin' me for?
Kept my name good, we from the same hood
Made
reach deeper
She make me feel rich
When I'm dead broke
These other chicks ain't shit
They need to take note
That shes the one I need by my side
Holding me
When life gave lemons, I went after the lime light
Only look forward fuck about hindsight, don't go by feel I'll know when the time right
I might
dat like Gretzky
I'm tryna KO
You and your bestie
How did she learn
She say by herself
Live with a chick
You never by yourself
She say do you mix
trust nobody
I've been betrayed by everybody around
Cracking jokes I don't laugh much
For help I never could ask much
If I'm down an out I get passed
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
by my lonely(alone)
Your eyes are open but you can't see(na)
Nigga you don't know me(na)
You can't control me(na)
I be by my lonely(alone)
Your eyes
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