Lyrics:
got enough ducats to shell out
Well I'm in front, and yo I feel great
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
Yeah, roaches come in but
in my court of Camelot. I must speak with your
lord and master.
GUARD #1: What, ridden on a horse?
ARTHUR: Yes!
GUARD #1: You're using
ducats to shell out
Well I'm in front, and yo I feel great
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
Yeah, roaches come in but they don't
ducats to shell out
Well I'm in front, and yo I feel great
Check out the story to the glory of the real estate
Yeah, roaches come in but they don't
renouncing his inheritance
That's legal to do in the State of New Jersey, of course it is, that's right
You're the master spellcaster on Earth
You've
the islands with the green
Shout my bro Selva, he a dancer into real estate
All the people in my circle always real, never fake
Gotta get my people up, it's
the ghetto
It ain't doing any good
Say its prime real estate
Then raise the rent up in the hood
For us
We scraping by
So if we could
Get a slice of pie
Yeah
rappers , steady eating this rappers
Huey p classic Rythm,
Business, and real estate that's how we'll beat the system
Just a marvel on the flooring blue
I don't just come in the studio and write this
I take my time
Master my craft
It's a lyrical science
Pay attention
I am the award-winning word wizard
one in the same
Real Estates sales coming just watch a nigga
Digital music streams finance my lavish living
Show money is just clothes money
And rental
real estate
It's still a fake deal of mates who ain't real awake
But the mill is great, ain't no iller ape that can kill a Yates
It's no challenge, It's
Come off the porch and piss in the tall grass
Hook
Real lyrics with real bars (real)
Real rappers not reality stars (real)
Substance not hoes, guns
you want a show nigga just hit play
Ya ass'll get left on display
Like real estate I'll run in ya place
You wanted a problem it's coming ya way
Get
a nine
Aww shit i am a nightmare walking
Psychopath talking the real, hip-hop
Aww shit, the science I drop is real heavy
The real, hip-hop bring it back,
a pleasure, the rest is just extra
Getting the extra, cause I put in effort
I apply pressure, pressure make diamonds
Soul is a diamond, Merkaba the science
hologram
Your love wasn't the real thing
I know my heart like I know the back of my hand
Blood in my veins and weight where I stand
I don't think of love
a tower
Hoping master showers
My shame away
Wash my shame away
Baby hold up!
Bunch a fkn drama in the hood
Alotta chronic rolled this wood
I wish a pig
blasterate, and have you all running master gates
And as for face clutching and touching the flows
I got them open like marijuana smoke up in your nose
heart like I know the back of my hand
Blood in my veins and weight where I stand
I don't think of love like it was a master plan
You'd never leave it all
Knock em in their face if they dedicate closer
A Cuban massive man (Spanish)
With real attack touch straight, from the ghetto
Walk for a twenty all
Rotten Apple ripe now
Finna take a bite out
Donny in a real estate
Looking like a nice house
You can hate now
Hate now
Hate now
Hate now
Hate now
and cataracts
See a real nigga in a real nigga habitat
And when you see me, just wave
Homie, we gotta really holla
If you hear me, you need to follow
Come
it…
Everything I said that I would do
Man I achieved it I got me some real estate
In Cali out In Phoenix
I rose gold my Buddha
Then I iced out my Jesus
talks, stocks, real estate and equity
You fake Pat Beverlys
Always tryna shut down Russ
You foul, stay the fuck from 'round us
'Cause you can't fuck
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