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You heard the feds almost got me I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby Negotiation like an Illuminati network Don't catch a body experts and retrospect till the foul connect When I lost but back then was my fault Now it's time to floss Eye For An Eye what's mine is yours I need a suite with the flowers Complementary at Trump Towers Sit at the table we can build for hours On gettin' riches, a cinch, take a glimpse The World Is Yours written all over the blimps Here's a toast to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning From ?
You heard the feds almost got me I had the Cuban posse all up in my room and lobby Negotiation like an Illuminati network Don't catch a body experts and retrospect till the foul connect When I lost but back then was my fault Now it's time to floss Eye For An Eye what's mine is yours I need a suite with the flowers Complementary at Trump Towers Sit at the table we can build for hours On gettin' riches, a cinch, take a glimpse The World Is Yours written all over the blimps Here's a toast to my foes, it's like a whole new beginning From ?
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah On the phone speaking in code Sneaky niggas want a piece of your soul It's like the conversation change when I'm speaking in goals And they don't understand when I speak the creole Being see sweet don't mean you Think that they hoes Being C-Suite mean the seat that you chosed It's elite You ain't gotta speak cause it shows My skillset freakier than Bohemian Grove Baby blood only cause the mama brim Ahead of my time Used to talk to my mama friends Condolences to the Bakers Tragedy bring us back together right After it break us Casualty will always make us neighbors Jordan made me Bull, but Kobe made me a Laker Lee Scratch pass, know they crying in Jamaica The boy stay blessed like the Wine with the wafer Live by my grind like the shaker Mind my behavior I park the car for the valet Set the table for the waiters Totally self sufficient with a Whole lot of favors, yeah Blue Note Table Watching jazz on the xylophone 40 Dog, need a chain for my microphone Chill is gusto, this that 99 Headed to the stu' With the 9 in my backpack on the bus flow But I had it fucked up like an uh oh Chill was like that's secondary School is the utmost I was this close to droppin' out High school dropping off, range Rover hoppin' out, woo (Woo) shit was crispy Beat bringing back memories like they miss me I ain't gotta do bars, I can strictly Rap what really happened You would think that shit was Disney Air in the circle like a frisbee Thinking about my niggas make me misty All that martial arts make me risky So you better put a gun to My head while you frisk me, nigga I'm from the old school You leave the meeting with a kissed face I was in hoop shooting J after J like that Fish place Word to niggas living so rough That the pick breaks But they still tryna get their shit Straight like they mix raced I had a Duke, similar to an S-Curl Same game, tryna impress them out west girls I listened to Donda I also listened to Kanye's mama in real life That means I'm real twice Ricardo's 40, nigga I remember when we was shorties Handling watas like a levee in New Orleans Spitta Andretti Chevy Tailpipe sounding like it's snoring Giving out gas Cavalier raising money while performing Dee-1 granddad was just chilling While it was storming That's how we doing huh Whether whatever weather before me Tell ‘em welcome to ATL, the city's all free And if you wanna see some titties Magic City's on me What up Mayor?
(C I went psycho) (It's harder than you think cause once that beat starts hittin your chest man) Yeah And I might float on the beat like I'm destined President suite in the Westin They know Manny be ballin No question I work hard I'm receiving my blessing And you know that I pray for the best All of these niggas be doing the guessing I just hope that one day they gon rest Ye They love the way that I dress Manny dripping like the Mary Celeste I switched up the flow I didn't mean to digress I come with the flow they can't even digest Yeah Manny was born with finesse I hop on beats and they say it's interesting ahh Manny is one of the best Hope all you niggas is learning your lesson ahh Nahhh Cause woah It's all in my head I'm steady fantasizing about beats All in my bed If niggas is still sleeping on my shit They could be dead And if you turn the scene to a moshpit You know I'm there Send me the addy I'm there I'll send my shooters away Man I don't even care I speak with cadence and flair These niggas say it's not easy but life isn't fair I had to grow a pair And stack up my cards just like solitaire The way I be cooking up Culinary Yeah this nigga is way far from ordinary And I run to the bag Just like Tom and Jerry Yeah Cashmanny a king But ain't talking Larry How I glide on the beat it be legendary I've been cooking this shit up since secondary Now all my boys at the front, But Imma still buckle up There's a ride to go I might just fire up my blunt And put on my mic It gimme the right to flow
Umm What you thinking at hand You talking about that you still love me And yet you be fucking and gotta new man What's up with the plan About me and you on the future on getting together You was just down for whatever But due to the weather You was just into the wind Like the hurricane swept you to heaven Man I'm just saying She can turn tricks for some dough She'll drop it down to the floor She be doing the most Least of concern is these folks Don't let any nigga just poke But just for the Flow She'll do it all and some mo' Secondary's the door You and yo' hoes Get to removing y'all clothes Tonight you'll be getting exposed Whoa Bitch we them niggas Bitch we them boys Still them little niggas out here and still making that music You loving the noise They loving the music and then they ask where have you been Drinking in Cali Smoke in the Benz Women were up in the suite and pull out the freak And put that shit all on my friends 80 Degree weather Southern California living was better Was down for the cheddar As long as her ass and her titties was matching the whip in the leather We from the hood Where the smoking is good And while she in college and got her head down in them books Me and my niggas smoke various kush So what you mean Break down this weed I'm rolling up on this weed And she break out her inner freak, ooouuu She fuck with me I never sleep Cause I'm the man of her dreams And only here for the weekend It's just a leak, it's just a leak babe It's just a leak, it's just a leak babe It's just a leak, it's just a leak It's just a leak, it's just a leak baby
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