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None typical
I'm atypical
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On this beat
Respect my pen
Cause you got none
to cut off dem negative niggaz
That's not trynna see you get richer and richer
And now they all flippin' like pages
Y'all bitches flip like pages
Y'all
deleting nude pictures
Learn how to cut off dem negative niggaz
That's not trynna see you get richer and richer
And now they all flippin' like pages
Y'all
about a gift that biggie gave me in the afterlife
He set me on a mission spit the lyrics live in paradise
Other rappers richer but their lyrics only half
can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
me
Get that bitch right off her knees
No I am not to be pleased by no bitch that's full of greed
Nigga please nigga please
Why do y'all envy me
and Fauset
are names that none of us should forget
And
A scratchy old record that the elders loved by Pigmeat Markum
Called here comes the judge.
City streets
can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
of the gimmicks, tricks, oh it's
You either have the hits, or the crazy hype lyrics
But MC's come half-assed, and lookin pitiful
None of em lyrical but their
friendo
Hittin' liquor by the bando
She be whippin' in a Benzo
Shitty niggas talkin' crap tho
With the flows I'm jus' heavenly
Shitty nigga you a asshole
I
shit else to offer, Baraka
I'm only 5"5" so I love when they call me Lil' Poppa
I can't get a post, the copper so close
Less evil down here by tha dock
friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint
That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti
Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties
supplying needles
Rich get richer poor get sicker crying out to Jesus
Guess the Bible right, love of dollar signs is evil
No, I ain’t stupid I know what
And you know
Nigga I'm big rolls
Nigga I don't trust none of them nigga
I don't trust in these hoes
And you know
Nigga I'm big rolls
Nigga I don't trust
a lumberjack
And me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that
I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D
When I let the rhythm
Hit another M.C.
Lyrics made of lead
a lumberjack
And me gettin' hit back
It won't be none of that
I'm untouchable
You see me in 3-D
When I let the rhythm
Hit another M.C.
Lyrics made of lead
by I breeze through
I don't even stop, ain't a need to
And you the one that left nigga, I ain't leave you
Shit got realer, niggas got richer
I said
daddy Im dying a legend
Stick to my story
I'm counting my blessing
Keeping a solid connection with Jesus
Covenant child
Yes
Will I be richer than Jews
Yes
can't pass it up
Rollin by, lookin good
Put it in reverse then back it up
What's the deal, lemme make it clear
What you got rite here
They break
and I’m liking her figure
Signing a contract that’s making me richer
By the day we ain’t here to play unless we talking balling
We’ve been putting it all in
bankers
Happy smoking imports from Dam only the dankest
Sure it would be good to get a bit richer
Leaning stood against a wall seeing which of
The people
screeming free you
(Free Dat Nigga Lil)
And if you bled I was down to bleed too
Now when I ride by I breeze through
I don't even stop, ain't a need to
And you
dont bust nines you snitch
You aint slumped one guy none times
Ill end you one time told you nuff times
This kid changed his name
But my lyrics changed
stole told my mother it was hand me downs
Taking drugs like it's candy now
Give my all ain't no plan B now
And none of them plugs showed me love
So I know
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