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you pass some Henny
But don't get nothing twisted
They look bad but they ain't friendly
I got OG by the ounce
I smoke more than a damn chimney

All this

a credit or debit it's incoherent
Rappers want to settle for better than less and sell their spirit
Get a song and dance in some funny pants and they go

Hashtag, new year new me
With the same dad jokes and the same mom jeans
With the same damn song by the same damn means
I'm the same damn kid with

like oh my bad
I didn't mention IRS in the econ class
They didn't even mention credit but i'm in my bag
To get it some supremacist probably get so mad

responsibilities
Just caught up in my bubble of memories reminiscing
The times you saw your crush and barely spoke a single sentence
Years gone by, some are names

on game
I just hope you takin' notes
Bitch, I had the fame way
Before I learned to cope
Put respect up on my name
I'm surrounded by the GOATs

You say,

the fck away from the coke man
Division now, when they talk about the menace
The legacy I leave them make
It worth every minute
Guaranteed by the time that

to get by
In front of twenty million people
Tonight!
That's King Kaiser, star of Comedy Cavalcade
A great guy
This is Crap!
Honest
And these are my

Big Shrimp

Flatbush Zombies

Vacation in Hell

2018

walkin' with a limp, limp
I just had a lotta red wine and some big shrimp
Let me use my credit card on your baby (ching ching)
Used to sip, sip 'til my

on this bitch making hits with wisdom
You was ain’t  persistent, 
that's why your  all crew be wimping, 
stay by the freeway fuck all that he say she say

Games don't get played round here nigga
Let's separate the house from the field nigga
For real nigga
I'm a for real nigga 
Tortured by the sight

I'm Com'n

UGK

Get It How U Live!

1997

shipe, go by the rule, shipe 
Drop everything where you stand nigga, 
Give it all up, like a man nigga 
You workin with somethin, nigga bring me

got me tired
When I'm by myself you should really come through but
Given myself credit got some courage for you
Yeah I can't get enough of the things

Busy Bee's Groove

Busy Bee

A Complete Introduction to Sugar Hill Records

2010

Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you

is better than debit or credit it's the generational wealth
We need our families closer than ever cause this where the end of the game will begin
Cause

cimetière
Carte de crédit fraudée par le fils du maire
What's up?

Cocaïne sur la baïonnette du AK modifié
Le scope and shit et ainsi de suite
C'est le

to blackstreet
The homies got rb, collab' creations
Bump like acne, no doubt
I put it down, never slouch
As long as my credit can vouch
A dog couldn't catch me ass

intoxicated that we'll have random conversations
With no limitations because I don't know what I'm saying
Then I'll give alcohol all the credit
But by the time

I'm a king
I'm a god
I was made in his image
I die now, well thats my life sentence so roll the credits
I know my style of prose cultural menace
I'm too

worry about the credit the props or any mentions
It was real life
Folks that had to plan it with they own hands
And we saying land back because they owe

of atmosphere

Don't try to control everything let the Universe handle it
Give yourself credit for how far you've come
Figure out who's worth your kindness

on the bias that sent y'all all gone fishing .. they don't need the deed done by the day .. no more friction...

It's a head or two done got in the way.. no

by family for stealing then tried to run Saying youre victim go ahead take it farther
Saying you thought you was gonna die guess that blow should've

on the cashier
Ay I need my credit like soulja boy
They copying my songs bar for bar
Abusing drugs my pain avoid it
You pop pills to look cool do that shit for