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remember who I am before she go undercover
I remember baby
I swear my life is legit
I turned 50 to 100
Rack for rack then you quit
Turned a mustang

He's dyin' for a screw and just look at what he found
A little teenage slut with a big fat butt givin' blowjobs all around
She'll suck you dry if you

no telling who in it, my windows be tinted
Just know it's a shark when we slide by
They gon tell me they love me but it's cap so you know I can't

with the guys, no washer we spin
My cougar she 50, I'm old as her kids
I get on your top like a wig, yeah she a 10
But the bitch got too many kids
You

ride by just to piss 'em off
You know it gets her off, you know your bitch is ours
She probably said she needs space, now she with the stars
My closet

It took me like one hundred tries[00:11.98]But I'm done with wasting time[00:15.98]Oh, I wish I could[00:19.18]But I owe you so much like

sick with the pen 
None of you kin 
Smile at your wake 
An evil grin while I sit in the pen 
Uh 
Your favorite rapper is broke as hell 
That microwave

the 20 so now it's time to go aboard
I'm going to the top with my thoughts in my head
Unraveling my mind for the 40 million seconds
That I'm on this

and fifties they all my friend's
I'm surrounded by dead president's
I ain't got time to be hesitant bought a new crib a new residence
Several figures they keep

strong I almost fell I cannot handle it
AR-15 same size as me, 50 round drum, 2-2-3
With a beam up on this shit it's like your death a guarantee
And they

rights
And they took my bitch
And with that big mouth they can take that dick
Yuhh
Nigga whats the fine
Fifty miles above what
Nigga is you high
You making

(Hook)

Bitch you sick of this shit 
Man I sick of this shit 
Late night sipping this shit 
Guess I'm living this shit 
I'm just shooting no miss

never mind about who in it
Chiefin' on that too sticky, wanna play I'm too wit it
I just need my dudes with me, two times that three-fifty
Heads up,

Aye who got the gas, man?
Where Kayoh at? (Kayoh cut it up)
Yeah, I'm from that north
Yeah. stand on your money, you short
Yeah, your life gon' get

Meet with the connect just got a hundred bows
I just hit them back need a hundred more
Got to trap or do fraud you want the Lambo
All this ice on my

everybody want food

For them people that was there 
And them people that stood strong by a motherfucker, I got y'all
You know, whatever I could do for

Tell me the truth when you look in my eye Tell me you'll let me forever be mine
Get in my feelings, I come up with rhymes Time is money, so don't waste

with finesse
So they like the way that I flex
Doing 50 in a 35
They tell me slow down
But I speed up I don’t wanna read the road signs
In the residential

name's ringing bells in the city
Now that they know me, I swear that it's getting litty
I might raise the price on the verse and make it 50
(Uh)
These

from the big smoke where man like to gun tote
and you can smell green mixed with the gun smoke
and you can tell fiends that like to ‘bun’ coke
on a can

watch gold plates he
Paid clean
Filling up my brain with Dainey
Still I just don't give a fuck
Fingers up slim shady
Laughing at the people who doubted me

Seat & Says
Oh, Man Uncle! 5-0, We gotta hide
I'll Be honest
I'm Not happy with the way we raise our Black Boys
Don't Like The Fact That He Learned

code
You cant buy my style but you could get a lease tho
If she got a deep throat then
I'm like Shaq at the free throw
(Shaq's like 50% at the free-throw

Aiming at the ops
They got me in the mood
Flaming up yo spot
Nobody bullet proof
50cal Solving issues
Give me a reason fool
Heard you with ya man's