Lyrics:
coulda been at MIT
Built a brand with this shit I'm like the New Jay Z
Really hydrating the game like a Blue Ivey
And In the midst of complication I usta
"Big Pimpin" like Jay-Z
Nah
Called me to be my baby
But
I don't deal with shit I'm lazy
Now
On the up and up I prowl
Okay
Simba be hunting a mouse
My
to go sinkin' (Ha)
Speak with some bass from ya chest like Tuvan throat singin' (What)
I rock the Yankee fitted, tilted like I'm JAY-Z wit it (Ha)
Like
just talkin' shit, I swear if you fact check my life it's true
I'm into buyin' buildings, makin' millions like how Jay-Z do
But I'm Nigerian, so my shit
get outta this) I'm in too deep
(Can't sleep, too many jays walkin' a beat)
Had many breaks, got my hustle on in many states
(I went from PA then to VA
Pretty sure Ye or Jay
At least would say
Sound so soulful don't you agree
Or something like that
I don't really know
But on bigger note
Aye fellas
There’s too many guys in it, too many
Lies in it, too many eyes
Two to each guy in it
If you don’t spy me with the music
I’m probably giving it to your girl
to save
I got no time to play
Money be callin' my name
Not Jay-Z, I got blueprints
Not Pablo, but I'm movin'
Only way up is how I'm shootin'
Hit 'em with
(Voice box)
Somebody, somewhere, best beware of my crew(2x)
(Tray Deee adlib)
Yeah!(2x)
(Tray Deee)
Comin from the city where no pity is
need a plug I bet ya hate that you played us
Been having dreams, in a Rolls-Royce, no 9-5
Seen them bad hoes, going crazy yo, when I'm pushing by
Wanna
tryna press up on me
Niggas talk but don't got cheese hop out the whip two shots for the G's
Me jay n O, we was inna car tryna keep it low
But we was high
I don't touch dog hoes, dog hoes got fleas
I'm from wear they rock ski masks
And nobody rides skis
Every time I spit a verse my city like preach
represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it
represent the lifestyle of those who thirst cream
A buck fifty a shot, Louis the Thirteenth
Jay-Z, Roc-A-Fella yo, know the name
I ain't a player get it
niggas is gone, rest in peace though
Fifty-Two blocks, Gazelle frames
Bald heads and heavy chains
Somehow caught in the game
Back in '83, before cable TV
I'm not bout to tell you again
My boy got that thing he gon bang
My choppa gon sing like Rihanna no Jay Z
My boys got the fire ain't no kizzy
I came
[Hook: Peaches & Z-Ro (Z-Ro)]
Too many problems on my mind
(on my miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind)
They wish I just started, to be a full time grind
I'm just
be a good rapper
New, IMPROVED Jay-Z
I quit
I'm retirin
Ain't enough money in THIS game, to keep me around
Sorry Big, I tried
Honest
Can't go with me
gonna be a good rapper
New, improved Jay-Z
I quit
I'm retiring
Ain't enough money in this game, to keep me around
Sorry big, I tried
Honest
Can't
and shit
I dropped the biggest record of my career, yeah
Nigga business partner with JAY Z
Shout out to Ty Ty, wassup nigga?
Emory, what it do?
You see
a muthafuckin'
captain?
All the bitches I done broke fo' they bank,
I got so many cocktales I need a muthafuckin' fish tank.
I got hoes like acorns
got so many cocktales I need a muthafuckin' fish tank.
I got hoes like acorns fallin' outta trees,
No Limit niggas don't say hoes,
Ain't no caps that
a three-day run, bitch
Take them mothafuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be livin' in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky
You're my favorite
I treat my penthouse like basements, yeah
I treat a bad bitch like she basic, ah yeah
I hit three hundred hoes way before I
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