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Former Execs: Dong work for Yuda, Dong, Dong Father Riley B. Jones: He talks a lot 'n it's usually wrong Former Execs: Dong work for Yuda, Dong,
implosion Your whole chest and your world caved in They completely gave in, they just sparks and brave men Did ya say that? Record execs wanna push the album
implosion Your whole chest and your world caved in They completely gave in, they just sparks and brave men Did ya say that? Record execs wanna push
We taking over From the Nasdaq to the DAX Tax free We gorilla militant blacks Corporate execs GPS on private jets our stock is high Think you might
She get the X, I get Uber exec (Mm) pull up and flex Chasing a bag, yeah I'm chasing a cheque (Mm) Gimme a sec Dripping like water, got bitches on deck
Learned that game from Hova (Hova) Yeah, I'm goin' exec' (exec') I fell love in with the vision I feel in love with money and sex (uh) Free my guys
can you After exchanging greetings I was approached By an ABC exec who handed me a hat I thanked him and started to put it on when he stopped me
an exec, like the man above who pays for my respect, yea Hold on kid, they let the big dogs in They let me out the cage but dog, I been closed in Been Tryna
gimme neck She gon' be here in a sec I feel like I'm an Exec Bad bitch look like Cardi So I took her to the party But her man just copped a Harley Smoke
I got One question for all of you do you feel me yet? All you Hollywood execs, are you filming yet? I’m LEX the Lexicon Artist not just Lexicon High
a bank account At sixteen buy yourself a car, just something to think about Stand up for mine, stand up for yours Fuck the rec execs stand up the stores
ain't to be held, who could hold me? Hoes try to console me, rec' exec's want to own me Damned if I die slowly, drugged out broke and lonely Like so
ain't to be held, who could hold me? Hoes try to console me, rec' exec's want to own me Damned if I die slowly, drugged out broke and lonely Like so
get his ass outta here I'm balling like James I feel like a cavalier Nigga quit Cappin We hit licks you don't volunteer Execs in them meeting they love
exec A walking triple threat Aye Mind is getting stronger Got me feeling superhuman Fearing less and less And closer to what I'm pursuing Catching all
need a hundred thou Need a hundred thousand Need a hundred thou on my check I go and get it no sweat I'm a CEO, exec No stain on me no speck Better come
I'm back Ooh Yeah I'm applying pressure, got my foot on necks That a big flex I'm rolling with bosses and street execs You rolling with rejects I
can't stand it I'm an exec' and I move with the best, you cant even get into the meeting Don't care bout no feelings, I'm cutting you off if you cross me,
they think of existin' I'm feedin' my kids in exec's Benz This how the fuck an exec spends I'm havin' zoom calls with T-Pain Screw with the work it's
Spent my best pay days hittin' off exec's Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up Analysis of the situations Bringing forth alarming revelations Cigars
and shit Now it's up the nine, yeah, nigga, yeah I make a mill' here, blow a mill' there Prolly with exec's doing lunch in the lair Y'all niggas get to stay
execs and corporate execs He ain't going nowhere, the boy too nice He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up
the new generation of slaves Here to make papes to buy a record exec' rakes The pile of revenue I create But I guess I don't get a cut 'cause my
industry exec's who flex for profit! Traditional societies and islanders Please retain your culture and don't give up! Don't you understand we must
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