Lyrics:
been a career asshole
I don't see why these people always got my back
I done said so much fucked up shit, I was born a mistake
But I was put here not
a bitch
Come in by self and leave out wit'cha chick
Beanie Sigel got my back if we run into a snitch
And Kels got his back if he ever need a hit
From
like Tony Romo
Promise you I keep this shit on go-mo
You'll never do a song with me on promo
Pop five with my niggas from the iLL
Huh, ain't no hangin'
dream, of that ghetto prom queen
Was to make it to the screen, maybe get seen
Maybe get chose by a nigga from my team
Head so good he don't ask for
moments, and I live for a livin'
But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball shit
Cause now I run my city on some town
the tag pop on the gram
You say you love me you don’t mean it ay
Got 99 problems with you, call me Jay
(Z)
Tryna catch the Z’s but I can’t sleep
(No
you were the real smart-asses
We run shit and punch kids
In their plump tummies somebody is always on the run from me
The abott got detention, Jay's
Pulled up in the Maybach, my chains on like JAY-Z
Young nigga, but I got money like JAY-Z
I ran up them bands, told my bitch she better be outside
ain't got it, I got it
I get it
I only give it to those who really live it
Like Jay-Z, the Game
And my dogs that really did it
Like Kweli, like Common
cuf Percocette und Wine bald auf dem Level von Jay-Z (Jay-Z)
Hustlin' fo the Millons and fulfillin' my Daydreams (eh, eh)
Ich gehe krank auf diesen
eye blind
So the words go hide and my brain gets lazy
Hard Knock Life. Nine twice like Jay-Z
And still you amaze me, you call me crazy
I spin soft shit
and bugging
That blick on my hip I be clutching
Ya bitch on my dick keep me busting
She told me that you is like nothing
That shit is so wicked (Aye)
Said you
Lemme get back to this flip
If i need me a pack imma call up titch
(K)
If n*ggas switch they might get pitched
I tell my bitch just fill these bags with
going up I don't need me a missile
My diamonds a crystal
And niggas be hating I keep me a pistol
Hit a Jay in the morning that shit like a ritual
Getting
like JAY-Z
Until I finally realized that Jay wasn't me
I took my time to jot down
Every line that's a quotable
Critics say I don't be killing this
Shit
doing fraud
Exposing the fakers that's the type of shit that I be on
And just like the Lakers I'll make LA my home like LeBron
Balling got my weight up
play me clever.
Call my pocket rocket jay z
Cause its gone roc a fella.
I should start a label
Just to label my shit glock a fella.
I want chedda, i want
wifey
Got my old hoes telescopes
So they can see ain't no nigga out there like me
Would think I recorded songs for Jay-Z niggas keep calling me Guru
I
Understand? But it's how I retaliate which
Defines who I am
Jay-Z, ain't nothing dead or alive playing me
I take beef to the grave
That's how my momma raised me
know who you been listening to
Got me fucked up like Pookie in the chicken coop
Bitch, I don't give a two shits
Bitch, get the fuck out of my face
beyonce turned Jay Z into a bitch
[Verse 2: Katie Tropp]
Hi my name is Katie Tropp not sure if we’ve met,
Once you shake my hand you will never forget,
I
Owww Saint Don
Y'all know where I got it from
Feeling like Jay z rapping this shit fuck around become a billionaire
Fuck around go commercial do you
choppin it up
It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H.,
the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H. though
On the platinum Yamaha,
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