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got my heart broken by a treesha
Fuck bitches get money I’m gripping this Nina
That bitch is a groupie I know she a skeeza
I’m counting money while I

your own way
On a trail, a track or a highway

Just send me a sign and I'll be there
From coast to coast with no stop
Never feel you're alone, by your

max
Its Mac Shit to the fucking max
Its Mac Shit to the max
In the studio with my nigga Jmac
On that no hook shit told 'em bring it back
I know niggas

clock
I got lost in the tik and the tok
Feeling like forever
Like i can get back never
Gotta pick back up the pen and the pad
I was distant i felt

on the dash
Ima whip it
Like some hippy crack

Racks racks racks
I got Milli’s if we talking Yen
Broke, ran back track
Now my money up again

Flip it, double

the message you on cc now
I make you albums sound like EPs now
I get better by the hour
Pussy comes with the power
Got yo bitch in the corner sending signals

It's best if i (na na na na)
Better watch your steps so you don't get clart
By a 5'9 yute and then see some stars
Back in 2018 was a horny yute
Couple

On the way home
Back to this money
You know what I'm on

Get money with ease
Had to pick up my feet
Did it myself
Ain't ask for no help
Opps throwing shots

a new crew track, get the groove back
Leftwrite, Vishnu, boom bap and a few laugh
Time to time you get caught in the grind
Tired, uninspired, distraught

a athlete
I dont really care
Run it like a track meet
Yea we up in here
Chilling in the backseat
Yea we lit in here
Yea we in the back seat
Bitches by my ear

sheep by the hour sheaves kneel
While I sleep my fate sealed watch me
I minute more than most can't stop me
Every second gets better
Think I'm finished

can hold me back
I get it done
Cuz this is where it's at
You best stay off the track
Just for fun
I get it done

I work hard
I play harder
Just know

many dreams, lotta passion
I'ma get there by any means, just imagine
Just know that anything can happen
Take chances, put everything in rappin'
I don't

understood

Don't make me take
And deteriorate
Ya good health and yo hell
Is all that I know now
So break yo self
Before ya get mowed down
By the low down

B.E.T's
Best Hip Hop track ever list is what made me, me
Learning to stay trendy without giving up the witty
Was taught to me by Lupe and Kanye from

On god, real niggas get the last laugh  
I'm Like that
You can tell by the way I walk
You can tell by the way I talk
I'm above these niggas like I'm eight

Children's Story

Mos Def

Black Star

1998

hip-hop was good
There lived a little boy who was misled
By a little Sha-tan and this is what he said
"Me and you kid we gonna make some cash
Jacking

was knocked down but I'm back now
We finna put the world in a smackdown

My money work for me and it don't ever get a day off
You ain't won a game so

holdin' a sink screamin'
Police, but you got no peace
Yo, was that you big man, and a lot mo' grease
All I gets is that, cause niggaz want none of this
Back

it's you (uh huh)
Back on track as we roll like a 7-8 coupe
De Ville, you chill on the funk 'cause
Guess what? (What up?) we still loccin' up
So those

ground--putting it Down for my town!
So kick back and enjoy the Groove of this sound
Stack up that dough & green up To the ceilings!
Money is king! Gotta get it by

Back on the track kicking off the attack
Kick drum kicks like a scene out of Ombak
No whack rappers gonna come through here
This aint the place

(If you mine, I need you by my side, I need you be my side)
Lil ma I need you by my side, by my side
Dreamin' bout my life if you were mine, you were

on the side of these tracks where you lose your life 

you never get that shit back like 

Drowning in the Mississippi 

lounging in Mississippi 



we heavy