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someone else will raise your sons and daughters[00:34.44]Yeah, yeah, yeah[00:35.59]When I walk up in the building I feel like a supervillain[00:39.49]I'm

some sleep yeah

Swerve

Watch me switch up my flow, I take my voice down low and raise the track four semitones (yeah)
This the other side you haven't

hear it until I get rich
I gotta gleam for my raise and my clique
Ou, now I'm ticked off
Mix him up steal his shit feelin' like Chris Paul
You all

changing me 
Yeah they copy they tryna be Mini Me's 
I was raise to go get it by any means
Got to keep going can't quit now 
To many youngin's look up to me

fuck what you thank Like where Bacardi at
Pops was like a figment He was there but shit just not enough 
I had to raise the bar all by myself I finally

faster!
Don't get caught by these bastards!
We've been through too much shit
To get hit by the Rapture!
Troy? Chris? J?
Are you guys okay?
Don't leave me

everybody showing up
Tell my dawg it's about time everybody going up
I don't have the time to press up on nobody cause the money steady calling me
If that's

to move keys in the jeep
My Brooklyn boy said his fam got Ps for the cheap
My other man got knocked by the Ds in the sweep
Was only there when you up, you

that ass to
Go, from Malibu, to Paris, boo
Yeah, I had a bitch, but she ain't bad as you
So hit me up when you pass through
I'll give you something big

I've had it.
I don't want to hear

John
The heat is on in Saigon
But till they tell me I'm gone
I'm gonna buy you a girl

Chris
You can buy me a beer

me?
I go down the street, just to see you
Not to say hi or shoot the breeze, dude
But just to stare at you as you walk me by
Ya see, I know you're such

not follow
Clouded Chris gettin money by the hour Cloudy C, Ven Aqui mami, you know I be Activeee
Bebe Ven Aqui come & fucc with me Pull up to the crib,

still hit up ya temple 

Sayin a prayer for all of you haters 

Tryna crucify but I ain't the savior

Put in the work & I gave me a raise 

Feel like I'm

a drive-by and nobody lived 
I called the police to come pick 'em up 
Because we got (blood on the leaves)
That nigga tried me, thought this shit was sweet,

Black Grammys

Wale

Self Made 3 [Best Buy Exclusive]

2013

raise up your cup
Tell them niggas we never giving up
And never lose us on this never ending revenue hunt

Folarin in this ma'fucka
Still talking to you

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

shit

Its a fucked up time we livin' in 
Lies beneath the skin
Clutchin at the systems, vibes of losin' it 
You and me, hackin' lungs and spittin dumb

me
Pray for me

If I had just 1 wish
To give you a hug and then a kiss
cnd ask you to pray for me
Pray for me
Pray for me
Pray for me

Raised by Queens

me pussy have to prove it
She want the Ruth Chris
I guess she feeling exclusive?
Fuck it lady lets get groovy
Float to the moon
Ain't coming back I'm

their boyfriends are pissed off
He passed me his dime pass it on like I'm Chris Paul

Like Chris Paul didn't know you was this soft
You could get your

of the song Ill be gone, that's the truth
Holdin up the wall while I'm tryna raise the roof
Ooooo-Wheee, S to the P to the A to the Z, O-U-T
Ya chic is with you

Like her name was Chris Chambers
Like her name was Chris Chambers

Girlie all mine cuz she stand by me
Ridin' all night and she stand by me
And you know

passed them, nigga you hate me?
Why you gotta be like that, I'm just tryna rule the world
Why you tryna shoot me, I'm just raise my babygirl
Life

thought that you were my gee
My friend indeed
But you switched up on me
Just because you done get money
You wan come dey raise body
Yeah I thought that you