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All the money in the world
Can't make it happen
No miracle can erase it
No lapse can fade it
Earthquake can't shake it
Can't be held under by

Rockin' It

Fearless Four

Def Jam 30

2014

Rockin' it... rockin' it

Now, goin' one-by-one
Individually we'll rhyme to expand the fun
So clear yourself from the launchin pad as we blast off

of Valium inside her palm
It's Mr. Mischief with a trick up his sleeve
Roll up on you like Christopher Reeves
I can't describe the vibe I get
When I drive by

a trench ready ta do it again
Lil' weezy hot boy have
You feelin' the flames
'Cause these blood stains, in ya
Hilfiger my man
I ain't with that bull shittin'

Keep your feet off the Gruene Hall dance floor
The ghosts of Texas music haunt this funky Texas honkytonk
Go home, you don’t know what’s in store
If

record in the bag I ain't tripping
It hits different
When the people who used to blow me off
say they can't help but listen
Speechless
I focus on my

myself, no trust into them
Took a L but when I'm off tag, fuckries again
Uncle said he quit smoking, he a junkie again
Now he can't touch my food, he'll

oh, oh wait I been doing that (Already been doing that)
I got to recount all my shells again
Because my gang just shoot a lot
I got it 

I got to ride

that we end up brothers

Tho I'm off up in this journey 
Bloody dirty I'll be back
My knuckles looking ashy from the jaws I crack

Bang bang
Mutherfuker

Hahaha go head
Uh yeah
You know what I really believe
Most of our problems are caused by
A lack of empathy
The ability or I say the inability to look

Berry body dressed in linen by Armani
Steppin' out the Scaglietti, smellin like Miyake
Me I play the Brera, that's Alfa Romeo
Never seen St. Tropez, but I

gnarly)
We some gnarly boys for real (O oh)

Thousand grams, I'ma get it off (Gas)
Movin' like a boss wanna floss (Huh?)
Pockets on Rick Ross (What?)

under lease
Burning movies on new CDs
Had to get it by any means
Hustling just instilled in me
Sitting round with my feet kicked up on vacation is killing

fiend
Told you I'm with it baby
So please do not cause a scene
Put that ass on me
Move low-key
Player it off, need 'bout seven links yeah
Leave a mess,

dogs dem gun barkin', yeah
Yeah, me dun talkin'
Yeah, me dogs dem gun barkin', yeah

Hello, it's me again
Tell a friend to tell a friend
Got

away
I found that she had flown
And off to find that love of mine
I set alone
Looking high, high, high, looking low, low, low
Wondering why, why, why did

real
Could have set it off
But I was thinking bout yall for real
I had angels by my side to get me out of the deal
But the scars on my back was your

Double Whopper
I need more cheese and more fries
From the rocker to the doctor
Delivery room to the morgue
If you live by the sword
Take this chopper, go

didn't know they had hearts of stone
Frozen by Western Europe's cold
Also, there were scumbags among us
Willing to work for white conquerors honours

taking
What you represent
Not tryna take a leap of faith
Up off the wrong cliff
God’s gift
Presently thinking out of the box
On the clock
I unravel

man
Walked out of that door cause I hustle and
Got to make it on my own I'm out the gutter man
Cause I'm fueled by the fire wrapped in peanut butter jam

sucked by a nun with the soul of a whore
Superstitious like a gypsy casting a death-spell
Exhale chemtrails
Strangle you with your own entrails
14th day

this was a sweet lick 7.62 gave him a surprise
Damn look what these racks do pay for the shooter to knock off your hairdo
Fresh as fuck you know it it

Can't stand what I've become,

They say every saint was a sinner that found a change
Replacing their identity, soul reborn and renamed
Purified by fire,