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broke niggas no more
Hoe relax

I am
Not one of these niggas being
Broke is not Ok to me
Slob on my knob sound like
I got Juicy J with me
Bands will make

Woke up this morning
On flee
Bank account
Deep
Diamonds dance like sea
Roll over to double dees
Go call some of my friends
Tell em bring all the weed

of the dope
Balled up like nuggets
I get it by the truckload
Boxed up like Huggies
Hooked up with Paper Route
We ‘bout to make it ugly
Shouts out to Daddy-O,

and every night, yeah, yeah, yeah

Written by: J.Lewis

It’s a bedtime story 
Gather round kids
It’s a bedtime story
With the blue j packed shit look like dory 
In the new maybach this bitch adore me
Can i

coming

Shoutout my savages, man
O J did this shit
Get with it, told him don't play with my fitted
This shit right here could get wicked

I'ma go getter,

I been losing patience
For so long I been waiting
I need some shit to pop
Off by like Tuesday night
And by 9 on Wednesday morning
If I'm not huge,

City Of Steel

Wiz Khalifa

Laugh Now, Fly Later

2017

of steel
Roll that shit and get real in that city of steel

Hotel smoked out, I ain't going nowhere
Leaving in the morning, cleaning lady picking up

Medusa on my chest, Venus by my side
The Devil in my ear, Black Jesus on the rise
The sand is at my feet, the sun is in my eyes
Looking at my life,

on honey take a chance
I cruise through let you know in advance
Already twisted the j's Got 'em rolled in advanced
Hit up the nightclub Usually I don't dance

at the sky by the pochers
buenas noches, see the pies that approach us
stockbrokes knocking cockroaches
we dot the posters, the top postmokers
leaving the beer

Pandemonium

Rick Ross

Maybach Music Group Presents: Self Made, Vol. 1

2011

Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money 
Straight flights 

I live by the cold war 
Drove from round the globe 
All I need is

And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now

I wake up in the morning and I hop out of bed
My dog is ready yawning
I make sure she get fed
Put on my jeans and my white t-shirt
Throw on some J’s

Early morning, late nights, writing this in between them.

Plotting while jotting phrases that come to me while I’m dreaming. 

Vivid visions

mind I wanna get paper
She don’t got out at night she wanna feel safer
She with me she now feeling better
She with me she now getting wetter eiy
I never

Maybelline niggas, make up when it comes to cream (Uh)
Dollar signs, you know a nigga make a lot
When I wake up in the morning, one two shorties on me
J's I

the morning paper I’ma go out and get it,
I’m about to make it rain so you better get ready,
I’ma pop Cristal and my money confetti, shit.

The way I’m running

Maybelline niggas, make up when it comes to cream (Uh)
Dollar signs, you know a nigga make a lot
When I wake up in the morning, one two shorties on me
J's I

Ayanna Monet

Lone Catalysts

Hip Hop

2000

wisdom, you know the math
In the lab with J. Rawls all night ready to craft
See, I'm drivin down Penn. Ave. early morning
Turned on the wipers cause it just

pie-a
On that mango like it's papaya
I feel the need to vibe up, smoke
Red in my eyes
Dutch masters of papers, then we vaporize up

'Cause I'm high by

fonto while on the rooftop the planes fly by
I hear a shot I’m thinking who dropped
Dripping just like a pool spot spitting I feel like 2 pac two cops

to the nearest J
You need me I'm one call away
But I'm cautious of that interstate so back roads be my safest way
It take a little longer but it make it there by

bare my heart n' soul onstage like I'm Meryl
Focused on paper like Merrill Lynch
But you focus too hard and you'll fall into peril
Jersey fresh in