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ain’t tripping
Niggas don’t really understand me
Trying to put on for the fam'
Like I’m Ray J and Brandi
(The Money made the solid fold)
This come with

miles away, but you could tread a lot
Put your hands in the sky if this is all you got
I can feel the ray of love inside of me
Ayo there's nothing left

lifestyle so rare
Too deep to not care
Too deep a nightmare

Say Im in too deep like Cool J
I don't give a fuck what a loser say
Shawty looking sweet like

good care of you,
We saw that, by your sis, we call her Aus Queen , Aus Queen.
I remember all the drops off, you be sitting in the front seat,
None of it

Feel like the man, She want a 10
Do what I want and you do what you can 
Moving in silence that cant see my plan
Open my wallet that's multiple bands

high 

We back with the fast flows
Moving where the cash goes
Funk ho'$ I'm past those
West LA baby so you know it's fuck the Astro's 

We doing 900's

Big Scrilla

Killa Tay

Snake Eyes

2000

O.J, with blood on my gloves 
I roll like young buck, homies want to hang with me 
But I'm a killa on the grind livin dangerously 
I'm thug pimpin, from

Send Him Our Love

Joe Budden

Mood Muzik, Vol. 3: The Album

2008

the game will merge to the west
And I feel its absurd that the east is the selling the less
Screaming new york new york the pioneers is suppose to be

seen before
I feel warm handshakes get cold on my skin
Like metal
They pretending to be angels
But they sin like devils
Local league niggas act like

meant to be
Like destiny
I'm charged up like batteries
AA
Hey hey
We fade
Into the stars
Ray J
AJ
Tracey
We got them motherfucking bars
Dipping away in

Shades on man I'm trynna block these sun rays
Chances is I'm always gonna get paid but
I ain't asked for none of this (nah)
I had to grind for my shit

'm hot, but the boy is too col' like Bennet
Like J, I make my pay, I spend it
I wave "Bye" to my kiddy days on my Billy Ray
Huh, tried Oxy, got clean,

get it, man, he would hate me.
Cause the way I think about making money now is kinda J.D. Rockefeller.  
Plan won't get foiled by hip-hop pretenders. 
I

the same way 
Send a man to know God my one wish no ray j 
I'm a trip no vacay its friday no day day 
Somebody radio mayday kj I jk look
I just tell them

up, it hurt my eyes to see
And the shit that I seen almost blinded me

I feel like Ray Charles, my eyes closed and I spot a bad bitch
Went three for

no denying that the Wu-tang made us all feel united.
 But that day they killed Hip-Hop, I lived a hard Knock life like Jay-z, I’m a product of Prodigy

the air, I'm on the floor gettin' freaked on
Be gone, see my crew, these a bunch of pecans
Hoes get on the floor when the D.J. throws this beat on
It's off

Snazzle Frazz, music bring soul alive
Jazz and Hip Hop, homage to J5, Busta Rhymes,
Many forget who paved the way
Feels like so much has changed
But

INTRO
Yea (yea)
J - A - Y (you know the rest)
Chea, yea, yea, yea


VERSE 1
This is black magic
The fear dissipating through all the havoc

at the sun
Nah, really I talk silly when on pilly's & pot, feel me
I'm flawed really, I chop, killing this pop, dealing in dark chilling remarks
Millions talk

crucial, I got hundreds of rhymes that'll suit you
So listen
The Abstract intuition is very very worthy
I can feel ya out from Russia to Jersey
Can't

[Intro: Cee]
Yeah, it’s Big Cee, bitch!
With Notion, kid
Yeah and iLLvibe, man

Yo it's nothing to me, and so it's nothing to you
I'll give you

[Intro]
clways in love and shit
With the same chick
That's where niggas get it wrong

[Verse 1]
Yo, dear Miss Lady
I've been thinking of you lately

'm slidin on the opps got em feeling like I'm Randy
Toe tag on a nigga got it written like it's Andy
Got a PB&J glock bitch this that two tone
Spongebob drip