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to niggas that's talking
I'm scrolling right by all the memes ha
Everyday is the same shit
No bullshit coming to me stop
What happen to my feelings
And what's

thought about moving a pack,
But I’m getting more of rap nigga check the stats,
Lil mama getting cut if she ain’t bringing the cash in, 
I live a bad bitch

own code, I'm a play by my rules
We ain't soul tied, don't stay and cry
I was the one you used to like
I was your man I am that guy and baby it was you,

like god almighty
I don't know why but shawty still try me
Always one to fuck it up yeah I'm so sorry
And I'm by my Vlone no ASAP Bari
I was on my way

up Daisys 
Make a baby with a queen like Jay Z
Come and see me on the block 
Faded white jeans louis pattern on the socks 
Coming for the green no we

the dinner with jay-z make the transition

They red line us, so property declines if you live by blacks
They depress the asset and take the property back
It's

me to Jay-Z
I don't need niggas around me
Still me when I'm in deep
Quarter nine on a twenty ounce
I'm surprised that I ain't sleep

I ain't lyin'

him
Lil'- shh, got shot, then hopped, nigga swissed him
I still can't believe to this day we ain't spliff him
Lil' Jay, why you troll me all over

Da Bomb

Gravediggaz

The Pick, the Sickle and the Shovel [Clean]

1997

[Gatekeeper]
In '97 don't be alarmed, Gravediggaz drop
(Da Bomb! Da Bomb! Da Bomb!)
G, are, A, V, E, D (Da Bomb!)
I, double G, A to the zig zag Z

the most racks in the building
Unless I’m standing next to jay z and his children
I need me a couple of million
Tell that bitch I don’t really care how she

Where I Come From

Papoose

The Nacirema Dream

2013

the rock, Jay-Z
You stay around pussies, the whole squad coochies
I stay around G's, my whole squad Gucci
Thugger thugger, ain't that a storm muthafucka?

pockets check the figure
Ain't no hangin out at in n out we clutchin triggers

Yea let em know,
I'm with the gang and we outside
I'm rollin pounds of smoke

backed and got me from on top of the hearse
I'm alive, nigga, Justin T ain't got nothing on me
Cause I done cried Mary J Blige rivers
I realized that

Jay-Z
Question if I got the heat
My music is loved by your lady

This ain't no styling
This ain't no widing
Im going off you niggas imposters
I take

runned, by the same white crackers
Sorry niggas, but Jay Z not enough
I'm here to say, that I'm that diamond in the ruff
Fuck what the numbers say, watch

winning niggas winning

Yeah I'm on in this bitch who
Hating cause they can't get on
I'm looking for the same run Jay
Z and Dame went on baby and Wayne

killin' bitches too
911, can't even get to you
Ain't no way to slow me down, oh
They gon' have to take me out, oh
I'm way too paid like Jay-Z now, oh
And my

around popped them niggas by one
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How I be when money come, niggas that hate me stay begging for sum
Like no you lil bitches

through the dunes
Like my nigga jay said y'all some raccoons
Digging through the scraps just tryna make due
He was talking hot but he ain't know I had

flirting (Haa)
Niggas they hate cause they pockets be hurting
I ain't with that fake shit, or the capping
At the beach, kickbacked with a baddie
Silk scarf

Find My Way

Lil' Flip

I Need Mine

2007

pretend
I use to scrap up money for studio time
I'm like Jay Z homie I remember my rhymes
Ain't nobody help me out when my cash was low
Bills comin' too

I’m a gifted underachiever
And a Overcomer at the same time
When I slide my nigga ima slide
Ain’t no bitch in me I’m in the field
Cherish shit like it’s

is a skit
Couple of years we been doing these skits
And no cap by now I thought we would be rich
No
Niggas hit my how you doing?
Well I'm fine
Knowing

Now everyday I wake up
(inhale)
Lace my jay's up
Get on my grind fool
You best a pay up
And I ain't down wit dat pay cut
My niggas will leave yo fuckin