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the plug, talking numbers drinking mud
When i down this last 150, take my bitch to India
Show you sum shit you never seen, I'm a fool with them beans
My nigga

I'm Mr. Cleat Checker, Amiri runners on the gas
Walked in Saks, spent it all, gave 'em everything I had
Kleptomaniac, every bitch I got stolen
Step

move
Or get shooted up, m***********
Mr. chest pubes
Oughta guess 
Who in this m***********
Better run like I intercepted
Two of them m************
Call

we made it aye
Loud in the air cuz life is such a breeze
Excellent my flows an Eazy-E
DJ Khaled this a major key
Stackin off my black ink I'm Cease

Dressed to impress girl
Now watch me throw on my fit
Press the red button honey
Im'a blow up the kids like I'm head hunting
So come get destroyed by

Intro: (50 Cent)
(Two street kids now men, its sad it had to end this way, But before i go into that...lets start from the begining....)

Intro: (50

and relaxing yeah
I was on 10 at 10 lil n**** I was on go
I had the racks in my denim you can tell by the way them bitches glow, Mr. Take Yo Hoe
I did not fear

This one for all the fuck niggas
(Ayy, Don, this beat) for sure (Dumb)
Ayy ayy
Damn, yeah you's a goddamn fool, boy

Ayy, told him
"You's a fool if

by that No Tamin logo/
cnd my man, Mr. James, know you was a major key/
From them boombox frees, to the shows at Ms. Lees/
cnd another, I gotta give it

out with my bitch, my other hoes act like fools
I don't care about you, nigga, I'm gettin' paid
I'm gettin' paid by this, okay, you other niggas makin'

the dying got everybody flowers
I got em by the b-a-ll-s you know what they fuck imma do
Bahama by the breeze a big steppa nigga stella got her groove
I

literally had one job.
I have informed Mrs. Claus if your negligence and I will be pursuing legal charges.
May the Lord be with you.
As Always
Santa Ain't

a dick, Mr. Toe, nigga

Chapter six, I'm rippin' off ceilings
This is just the introduction, nigga
Dirty bitches, I'ma feed them penicillin
By 36, I'm tryna

Check it out (Con-Con-Conductor)
Yeah, Con, you know I got you
My brother, for real
This family right here, yeah

Like a Vietnam vet, I'm still

lost good luck on ya search for love
Chase'n on this cheddar cheese so I can get a grub
Right here at the corner store no orders from the hub
We jamming

to no man 
That's why I stay on my grind.
These days people die young, 
See those *iggers by the conner wanna do me like Pop Smoke.
All my moves are

smoking with me said stick it in me 
I see why you envy me THC CBD MVP 
Fire MP3s coming out this MPC
I N D I A N A the Pacers
I've been drinking on Freeman

this cash flow to flow a lil faster
One of my goals is to buy all my masters
Now I'm the master
And I feel for all the ones that had got killed
These cop

[Verse 1]
All this time I been, strategizing my uprising
When you motherfuckers thought I fell off, but I'm still ridin
Niggaz must've forgotten

roll, but I assure you that would be a rocky road
But these mixed signals probably got you near misses
So excuse, miss, but I ain't ready for Mrs. (Though

Sheesh, I guess I'm back
Brought some guns with me
From tourin' in Iraq
Baghdad, trash bag, my money in Glad bags
I am Mr mosely, your bitch on my

Hollywood nights
One night lil boat, cruise pictures on sight
Make the news from a smile, wrist flick of the ice
Summertime can't melt this watch, full

don't do this for clout
My lil bro was shot in DC, Alex please rest in peace
I wish that we could trade places, cause man it should've been me, I'm sorry

The way I am yeah this is me 
Pleaseeeeee
Please let me be me


Written By Jordan Hall