Lyrics:
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She was stuck in her past so we ain't have a future
Had me blinded by ass til I seen that we were
On two different levels a buck would make her
one that stayed was jay z
And a couple others maybe do your research
I aint crazy
Aint a crip
Aint a blood
Aint a veto or a navy veteran
I'm just
a lil lean wit Noah, now we lazy
Draw up a blueprint, bitch ain't no Jay Z
(Why'd you stop)
I sound fucking retarded
bags
And ill take the deal
Yeah, still the same me
Catch me with a white girl like H3
They say i spit effortlessly like Jay-Z
See me with a Hublot,
get together, feel awesome
Moose skin draped on my corpse in the coffin
As he played Jay-Z, my gospel
And all the Smashing Pumpkins
Was bumpin' with
riding dirty in the Hyundai
Through the PJs now it’s PJs with Kanye
Now I see style in Paris
With Jay-Z and Beyonce
Hoping one day I would meet my fiancee
because Ben bought
Some and Jay-Z drinks it
Got me feelin' like I'm
Sixteen at Foodstamp's spot
Him playin' instrumentals while
I'm spittin' upon
Besides
he's a lyricist?
To drink from my flippin sink is a privilege
Copy Jay-Z and make your fingers a pyramid
Keep making soulless music your fans buy
But jam
to lies by the press
I've built an immunity
Movies, novels, and music
I work like it's two of me
Writing this song in first-class on
My way to LA on the lay
spend it, spend it
Spend it m-M-Mazel tov
Champagne by the case loads, case closed
Playin' Jay Z
Change flows while I change clothes
Maintain hoes,
[Verse 2: EB]
Me, I’m tryna catch a vibe
Never could I understand why we act in lies
We wanted each other but now you fronting
Jay-Z with Skateboard P,
side dish was Freddie and Jay-Z and Ghostface
Around the time I was listening to Kendrick
I was failing like my parents expected
So I looked up to Badmon
Between me and you
Someones fronting
No Jay-Z
No Neptunes
With all due respect, dude
I know that you're a freak
And I'm trying to see what that neck do
bed, listenin' to Jay-Z
Hopin' that one day you can be, good enough at something to get a degree
I'm smokin' and puffin' and passin' to me
I'm spendin'
sittin' in the car with the Drakey
And I came way too far, let you play me
I play that stick like
Guitar 'til it's hazy
Washington Road, I'm the JAY-Z
This
at fault no not vaguely
He's on a yacht somewhere with Jay Z
Luckily for me I'm a hustler baby
Fly as 89 Guy you can call me crazy
ain't need favors (yeah)
God damn I be gettin' high
Doesn't mean I'm getting lazy (Nah)
Teachers teaching 'bout Reagan
I'm tryna be Jay-Z (Wooh)
Only
It's crazy
Was young, I listened to bare JAY-Z
I was overwhelmed in my jail cell 'cause I couldn't believe that rap paid me
I wasn't gonna fix up,
Dreckssound, der jetzt bounced (I get around)
Es ist crazy, damals musst' ich Jay-Z auf Tape ziehen
Heut' drückt der Teddy nur auf Play, sieh
Guck mal, ich
one
We here son
Ain't goin nowhere until we done
Take a track from Jay-Z
And flip back like crazy
Claimin you God
But look more like Patrick Swayze
amazing
Destiny on his side like Jay-Z pushing up daisies
A breath of fresh air, the best there is
Like getting in the electric chair and live
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