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the Ruler would be accused
By the state of California
Of murder and faced the possibility
Of a life sentence
Only to ultimately be acquitted of all
Charges

No Durk in the hood
I'm surrounded by Drakes
Might spin the block for old times sake
And I throw the Hat up
But I cannot hang with a super blood

The food on my floor
I'm like EASY E LIL B it's this NAUSeating
Smell but he kicked me out the door
I'm thinking DID HE just do that
As a girl walks by
Her

nigga gon' flirt
How you get shot by a man with a purse?
Jackie Chan chopstick, three-round burst
We skip the funeral, put 'em on shirts
Whole lotta drugs

nigga

Huh, this beat ain't even by Metro Boomin

Dr dre want some mo' nigga (yes)
Dr dr dre want some mo' nigga
Turn up, Bitches
Poppt ne Bottle, poppt

to riches

Step by step then am gone

Hustle on repeat so I link up my gees

My Girl won finesse on the iPhone

Came from the trenches please don’t stress me

ain't perfect
I'm blessed and I'm filled with that faith
I stay strapped with a drake 'cause
They filled with that hate
I'm a man of my word, it's a go if

hard tea and a cart, I'm higher
Got a bell like yeat , now this song fire, wait
Bitch, I know you pussy I can tell by the way you look, you rookie
I'ma

I'm runnin' up my stacks, don't believe me, check the stats
While y'all kicked back, I dropped out and sold hats
I wanted you by my side when I made

Drake
I'm started from the bottom

Yes this vibe, this flow, drip like
Sounds like 2011 - 2015 maybe 2016
Yes, like lamborghini mercy
Yes, like rocky cScP

I'm runnin' up my stacks, don't believe me, check the stats
While y'all kicked back, I dropped out and sold hats
I wanted you by my side when I made

a jumper 

I got sued by my idol, ain't that shi sad 
Cause I made a remix and it got the nigga mad 
But ya boy won, cause I went and broke a leg 
Luck was

shit go
My lil' homies totin' drakes, my lil' homies be OVO
Runnin' with TM, don't get it twisted, did it OMO
Yeah, I did it on my own
Walkin' round with

DJs auf Drake Songs
Steh' mit AirPods auf dem Dancefloor

Hey, Baby, Yüzde Yüz ist alles, was wir kennen (Ist alles, was wir kennen)
Hör' euch

to meek
Speaking on some phones
Just got one with each
Opened gates he gave me motivation to speak
Weezy drake and cole giving the soul to preach
Kendrick

shit felt great
Yea, I'm 17 in college getting smarter by the day
You know I don't give a fuck if you moving all that weight
Bitch, I'm tryna be

the fuck did he say
My brothers keep it, bitch it's mbk
Bitch, if you reading this shit it's too late
Shoutout to drake, the top on the way
Shoutout to CJ,

dam prihod
Zlato kazdy moj vyrok
Strelim ti to jak kilo

Esteze staci by sam sebou a slape to same
Zdravim celebrity samozvane
Nie neselim prasky
Ano

gotta keep my mouth shut sometime I'm playin' it safe
Get replaced by another bitch that be singing my shit like I'm Drake
I see the stars in the backyard

to pistol for the drake

Niggas tryna keep up with the drip, they on the wave
I went purple on the Bape, it got me feeling like I'm Wayne
I'ma keep selling

that's where it stand, now we smokin' on his mans

Instead of smokin' on his mans, we park that pussy by surprise
Swear we made his mama cry, shoulda

everything, in exchange, nothing left
Anti-social, I don't trust nobody, I be by myself, can't hear a thing
I'm chasing money, trying to not think about death

ones it's been a long lap
Ten years and I still ain't had a break
Never gonna stop so I'm feelin' like I'm Drake
Do this shit forever and forever again

they get faded to
And all this pressure from everybody’s taking a toll
I’m suppose to be the next Drake Russ Kendrick or Cole
I never doubted that heaven