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to riches)
Don't wanna see you anywhere near the top (Putting hurdles)
(You just gonna take it?)
Nah-hhhhhhh
Yh
Forgive my Audacity (fighting for what be for

enough to cuff 
Don't have a hard time pulling her pants up 
But when she pulls them down 
That thang Jiggly Puff 
I grab her by the waist 
She put it in

with your team
Don't be dumb, just be a lil' smart
Still gotta watch my back
Know I be in Chiraq
Your dad be feedin' my jack
Young nigga, it's like that

time is up like you got a clock on the ceiling
And I don’t care if you famous or hella johns
Only time I’m star struck is when I slap celebrities
Cause

Dear lord, I pray, I buss trays
And even if I don't, I write my bid and pray
Other the day I touched space
I pray for the poor and
Little niggas like me

disrespect will be tolerated

Nah, that don't sound right
They know Newburg niggas have more dog than the pound, right?
Tell 'em how before you was an opp

to riches)
Don't wanna see you anywhere near the top (Putting hurdles)

(You just gonna take it?)
Nah-hhhhhhh

Yh
Forgive my Audacity (fighting for what be for

spot, I ain't got shit to prove
Catch me sailing by like I can't see the warning signs
It's too late, got a full plate, I can't apologize 
Forever my own

for The Bay nigga, Skee my people
The problem is, you think lyrically my equal
But that don't balance out I gotta Keak to Sneak you
You be the bitch

at
Say you coming out in ten
All I reply is bet
I'ma throw the dick can you catch
Don't make me make you fall in love no flex
Watch you come out in that

I found my hake
No cappin G
No rappers feel me on these classic beats
Factually, they don't hear your verse if it's after me
New schools wouldn't

bullet scar
south suicide its like do or die
my nigga came home from a 2 to the 5
nigga pumping on strip selling 2 for 5
dont set up by southside cutie pie

while I'm thinkin bout my dad
Told my son we gon be rich, so I gotta get to the bag
Digits im addin up, dollar signs on my calendar
On the web like

don't give a fuck
I got the juice, call me Q, y’all just fall off like Bishop
Catch you at the corner store and the sawed off might hiccup
Get you hauled

I've been down for too damn long
Out of place, and feeling lost
And I can't stand another day
Stuck inside and still afraid
I don't know what things

The most important thing in business is honesty
Integrity
Hard work
Family
And never forgetting where we came from

I'm cut from the cloth
I don't

seen me sprintin'

Can't catch up cause we far from a distance
And I don't know these niggas
Or them broke bitches
But one thing we know

That they some

it
If you can't be honest with me
Then don't even say shit
I been working harder, think I Found myself some patience
Stacking new money
Stacking old

ain't even got dreams like that
The trenches I grew up in
There is a lot of funerals
I'm keeping it real, I don't like speaking in subliminal
Niggas are

And just like that
Years ahead vision gettin cloudy
Also foggy by the now and my rear view mirror
Add another adventure
Lend me your ears hear my

from the party
My body's feeling cold, better pray that you catch it 
I don't promote fake things
Legend is the making 
Slight work, no rest
You know

playing lives Russian Roulette
I took some time out just to brush up on the skills
It don’t matter the deal play the record and it’s killed
Okay we ready

some greedy niggas, we be trying to get it all
Catch me making plays, bussing juugs out here getting off
Member back in grade school, hitting bitches in

on snow huh this ain't no dandruff
Freaky ass girl ye she wanna be handcuffed
Wanna be a groupie, huh so we smokin' on this stuff
Graahhhhhhh
Phone, DND,