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and tuxedos
Eating sheppard bed meals, cashing big burritos
Big dinero, rich money don't sleep
I got to have it every day of the week
Rich Bitch Problems, I
rich and pretty
I'll get myself the key to the big city
Find a way to make some money
Move into the land of milk and honey
Everything's sweet
that made you move your a**
And for the last 300 months
I made 16 albums with me on the front and the bump
Where you get your beats?
I heard 93 rappers
the free-throw line and bang
Now, I bust and crush tracks, nothin' really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was hit by some
that's the album
Tryna turn the mansion to a castle

Diamond shine came from Africa
Shine, shine (Africa)
(Young Rich Niggas we some bachelors)
the country come back and hit the town
I'm in Miami, New York, and Atl
Houston and L.A. ask Dave Chappelle, about my rich bitch
He got her from me
And made
Tuberose and two lips
On the boxes you ripped
From the holes in your skin
Hit the road and get rich
Or stay home and get broke
It's your choice in
on your fucking wall, necklace-wearing bitch
You don't want this money till it's rich
Buy my album, coded by Dirty, set you free
Go against the grain, I

Ye ain't big (big) whipping
Ye ain't steady tip tipping
No girl getting homie
You ain't fresh azimiz
Think ye is (think ye is)
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
Music insiders are running
I don't give a fuck who it is
Don't let em fuck yo' paper man, please Big
Focus your mind man, do your albums, make them hot joints
Man fuck these
Your number, won't store it
Call me, I ignore it (hello)
I might get a 'Rari, 200 I floor it (Rari)
I was broke yesterday (yeah)
I was rich by
what you see in the streets
Despite what you influenced by, the life of crime has many downs
A little bit of ups, and everything you do got
ain't got it (ye ain't got it)
You don't keep it thuggin like I keep it thuggin
Lil buddy you ain't fresh azimiz

Ye ain't big (big) whippin
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice P-Rhymes rich
to Florida City, Opa-Locka 
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
to see this nigga everyday up at the school 
I mean dude was cool type of fool 
who always said what he meant 
You could peep him at lunch
Freestylin by
white tee's in this bitch
Survived a era when I was holler'in 'bout what about me in this bitch
They had songs, I had albums
They had hits, I had
other New York rappers
Jay-Z of Hawaiian Soapy fame, Big Little whatever

And several other corny sounding motherf***ers
are understandably shaken up by
statement's wit
& I'm concentrating on making hits
& I'm fittin' em line by line
Teeth I grit & I'm tryin to find the perfect rhyme scheme
I'm dreamin'
Check this shit out right here, uh

E Pluribus Unum is the album I'ma drop
It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks
Giving head
DJ Stevie J (We gon’ get to it nigga)
Real niggas (by any means necessary)
Rich niggas (We were born like this)
Fly shit

I be on some fly nigga
album hit the shelf
Grandma's favorite, she could not understand
How there's people in the world who wouldn't want me as a neighbor
Has to explain
the finga'
Boom boom boom on your black ass, bitch
"You could get the finger the middle!" 
"Come and get some!" 

I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my
album's hot and your album's not
I done been getting movie deals
I done been getting paid like Vinzel
I done been by ?
And five double o's
And 1 2's