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block
I don't need no gah damn street addy
Yeah and I'm out here serving niggas like I'm B2K
The competition got beat by me didn't have too much to say

is ours, the aves and boulevards (uh-huh)
What the fuck you know about foreign cars? And (uh, uh, uh-huh)
I pull up in shit you ain't never seen

chain tucked 
Bang what 
Yea aight I'm flamed up 

I'm hot now 
Rainbow haired Niggas is not now 
Bop town 
Hit em wit the pole
Blow his lights out

You

an test me
Why I'm fuckin her an her bestie
Whippin in the cut like its nestle
Ain't about the money don't press me

You let me hit it in the sala (Sala)
Me

questions
Like Tigg why you flexing
Hardly flexing
Focused on my next lick
I got the best chick
Man I swear she sexy
Plus the sex hit
I love when she sex me

bent up her back like the shape of an arch
I don't care if I miss cause I still hit my mark
My choppa got teeth so you ancient to carve
Give me money i

preachin my stories from all these battle Scars/
Give me any beat i swear that i will murder it/
Givin u The bars flowin over heads, immaculate/
Bringin

I roll with the LOTF
Who's talking shit best show them
LOTF
All of their eyes on me when I roll with the LOTF
LOTF
LOTF
All eyes on me when I roll

at my table
Don't need to know what you bring
I got it all by myself
I ain't ask for a thing
In a room full of freaks
I'm just wanting a King
I mean is

it
Want real you have found it
I don't do shit for the clout when it's crowded i'm
Known to be straight up
Want the truth can you take it?
I don't beat

wish it could've worked out
You gon' need to get me gone, because I'm never sittin' down
I would stand up on my legs before you catch me on the ground

gleam
I really want us all to eat
So why you hatin me
I had love for you
You ain't had it for me
I done had it with you
So don't hit me to speak
It's

Did the impossible said so my followers
Winked at my doubters I got a lot of those
They be my stepping stones over my ops
The shots they take at me is

nigga just got out
My potna had ah Scholarship
But choose the dope route
See all we know is money
That's the way it go
I would show you How to run it
But

the ghetto through eye boogers
Mama sent me to the store to buy sugar
Hopped up inside of my converse
And I hit the block like a fine hooker
On the way I heard

whenever I'm passing
Niggas want smoke, well my niggas have it
You don’t know nothing 'bout losing a package
I get it by the load, you niggas cappin'

problem, I got to solve
You see me seekin knowledge as the world revolves
You might not care, but I despair
Over which color shell-toe Adidas to wear
But

Aye aye
What it is, I be Third, you know I hold it down
Making the rap game jazzy like a black and mild
Message to you fuck niggas, how you like me

No Church In the Wild

Joe Budden

The King of New Jersey

Uh-ooooh
Uh-ooooh
Can I talk my shit again?
Just wonderin' if I could talk my shit again
I had to do it
Couldn’t blame me
I had to

Y’all can

was a gun
They like cool it down, but I'm turning up
What the hell you mean
Cash rules everything around me

Forget the cream
It's all about the cream

you competition, come and get me
My position is held, some try and all fail
Pussy piece a motherfucker, uh-huh, good enough to sell
Never leave his

these people succeed, maybe get jealous immediately 
Because I'd be imprisoned by the thought of me failing without any freedom to leave
I need you all

Know that I'm growin'
I don't have no upper hand
They try to fold me, control me until I snap
But you should know that I'm
No fuckin' rubber band
I got

pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your