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Pulling out my four, five with a stick by my side
Bitch I'm rich 'till I die, yeah
Hey, I'm in that Bentley truck
Got a bad bitch with me for the two of us

Probable Cause

Brand Nubian

Foundation

1998

to five, got a truck full of chicks
Just leavin the disco, me and my man from the knicks
Oak dog, later on because they live in the bricks
Jumped

the rari, I want the rollie 
I want the cartier and the truck
I came for the money, I came for the glory
Stayed for the cocaine and the drugs

Lace 'em

Aw, yeah
What's up, honey?
I see you lookin' at me
Nah, man, I think she's lookin' at me
Well let's find out

Friday, I'm feelin' rich
Saturday

feelin's but I put it in a cup
Think she like me for my money, but she always wanna fuck
Brand new AMG bitch
This is not a truck
I run it up, I run it up, I

bitch I stay fly
Yeah lil bitch I stay high
Might just need a detox
Might just need to preach ya
Just wan live in peace ah

Red eye SRT huh
I feel like

encaged
Truck, necklace, igloo ring and things
For the bitches, who see them rims spin and grin
That shit with the V-trim that win
and the enormous fields

glow
Bill drive the truck right I ain't tryna waste my food
Let them niggas talk I'm not tryna make the news (live at five)
Say Bill (yeah what's up

Pineiro(Smokepurpp)/Tim North
Music Executive: ICE/Ernest
Artists Collaboration: Ernest
Produced by: Brandon Leger
Mixed and Mastered by: Brandon Leger
Record Label: Frozen

the wok in the sprite, this two liters
This a Lambo truck, this not a Beamer
And I'm passin' right by, I ain't see her
Why she thought that I was gonna eat

solution don't equate to your flaws
I know my black hearts sinking to the bottom of soles
I know my cheese stinks sitting by your highness en vogue

Yo
Okay
Yeah

Look again, ma
Ayo, he's shootin' off his sex pistol
Broke it to the bone gristle
Left him with a wet whistle

Now that's funny
Jokes

But t'ya friends you would never say,
Said we hungry we hungry
But we live each day by day
Times is ugly is ugly
But You and your pretty face
Is so

some dimples yeah
And you wanted to live 
So you're taking the leaf 
To make everything nickel hey

And i live by my people 
And i die by my people

One, two, three, four
Yeah, huh
Uh-huh, yeah
Yeah
Uh-huh, one-two
Yeah
Strange out here
Yeah, yeah
Chapter one

Fresh cut, lined up, his

boots like hammers on tims
I'm a mothafucker baby, Weezy F baby
Yeah I get it wet and I keep it wet baby
I can make a dyke say she leaving that lady
I can

niggas in the gang (never)
And I know you niggas know the same
Live by the gun, die by the flame
Gotta pay attention, lotta niggas hate
They don't

ain’t by mistake
Feed the fam they all getting plates
If we got problems, ima have my niggas send you home
That’ll put em in they place
Gold grills while

shit I live it
When it come to the bag know I got to go get it
When it come to the bag know I got to go get it

Yeah, no we ain't hopping out Civics
Hop

broke, so, no, you cannot please me
Whip is a Porsche and my truck Lamborghini (yeah)
She gave me top, yeah, wave cap, nigga, beanie (woah)
I hit

stuntin'
Came here alone
But I'm leavin' with somethin'
Hop in my truck
And I show you what I live like
Fast money, finer things, yeah the good life
Look

I’m able
Fuck fuck fuckin’ up checks on Rodeo
I’ma live my life if I lay out the yayo
Uh huh

It’s a rock and roll
Call call call me in the
I blow it by

Indwelling Sin

Lecrae

Rebel

2008

Remember house parties, kissing in the dark?
Man that was innocent fun come on

NOW don't start
See dawg I live by the Spirit so I don't gratify
All

Diamond-studded boots on, ain't no cap and gown
Ride me like a tractor, she like gettin' plowed
Pull up in her truck and she say she from the country
Mom from