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it (uh-uh, uh)

I can't stress it enough
It's 227 'til a nigga fade to black (uh-huh)
Made it back in one piece
Eighty racks in one week off

scene
I'm balling straight for the league
Giannis and KD
Real G's by my side so my record's been clean
If I'm focused on winning, yall ain't phasing me

Thug Passion

The Storm

All Eyez on Me

1996

and picture what I said, so
Now you can feel it, it's a potion for my niggas in motion
Forever blastin', bitches ain't ready for this Thug Passion

I heard

All Me

Drake

Nothing Was the Same [Deluxe Edition] [Explicit]

2013

all me, stay true, that's all me
No help, that's all me, all me for real

Money on my mind, you should think the same
J's on, pinky ring, dogging

Angelic eyes can't wipe the past you made by hopping round my brothers
You know how to move stealthy, this ain't your first time under covers
Aye who dat

as good as you
But I'm picking it up
Like a book on the shelf
So, when the holidays do come around
I let Mom know
She ain't gotta cook by herself
How did

the la la la la love
But I think I had enough
It’s time I’m rising up
This time I’m rising up
Cause I think I had enough

I had a rib in my neck 
J. Ribs

star
Restaurant to kidnap the chef
Say goodbye to the stress

I stitch 'em together then I kiss 'em forever
These surgical gloves are made of love

you don't know enough
Im feeling fresh pressed, feeling like a million buck
It's fresh prince, I been chillin out in Bel-Air
Cruise through Cali my top

It's a school holiday
Aint nothing you could say
Been hitting the pipe like every day 
Wonder how things change 
People tell me that I changed 
Hit

Internet trappin my sponsor is Clappin
No sem automatics necessary dawg
Quarantine money ain't cappin shits Funny
I'm touchin more bands without

Deeper

Madlib

Deeper

2013

enough
Got your hood degree, now niggas from the hood ain't good enough
Bitch you wasn't trippin when that old school was pullin up
You was short

caution
Nigga, you ain't been against all odds
Nigga, you ain't been to Crenshaw High, no, no
Nigga, you ain't never did drive-bys
Nigga, you ain't

you ain't dying for me, then we're so done
You say that I'm a slut but it takes one to know one
Forever isn't long enough for us
I act like I don't give

fear
Don't be fooled by their pride
Still ain't got nothing on us
Don't let them lie
You might live forever
But will you die for it
Coming over rolling

O.G.

Irv Gotti

Irv Gotti Presents: The Inc. [Clean]

2002

I thank God for my children, all the cars all the women
We gangstas! And there ain't a day that by
A Hustlah! Don't look back and reflect on his

a standstill
When we make it work
By the train station I pace
Back and forth I'm tryna think
Cutting through the side parking lot
I try to light the J
Something

Rolling into Christmas
Written by: Deitrick Haddon, T church, Marcus white, Marcus Hodge


We riding We riding 
We rolling we rolling
Put your hand

all of my dreams, I'm tryna burn a stage
I'm tryna do right by my kids, make sure they eat enough
And if they scream, Daddy, I'm hungry, I ain't workin'

of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,

all of these stuffs
Ain't meant to fill you up
And how can you get Enough
Of what you don't really Want?
As far as I can see
It will always end in

shoulders
But I can my hold my own
It ain't ever over
But look how much I've grown

These highs and these lows
They put fire in my soul
So don't lighten my

on a map
Got the music online for the world to find
Still it ain't enough no lemon want the lime
Light get it right you know I'm gettin mine
Truth is that I

RedOne, Konvict
GaGa, oh, eh

I've had a little bit too much, much (oh, oh, oh)
All of the people start to rush (start to rush by)
A dizzy twister