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step after step until we win this fight
If I can fucking dream it
Then I can fucking be it yeah
I got 50 bucks to my name with zero fucks and some change

tight
Like a nigga might as well be broke
But quote me a price
And drop my sack
Quickly
You wanna smoke with me
Drop me a swisher or a philly
It really

lame make you who to be now
Now adays we trying to catch her out we used to catch the DDOT
Niggas grown, the kids come around put the weed out
Tap in for

with anyone
You fuck with JuJu Mob? That's asinine
We don't have to rhyme, nigga
We'll settle this by blasting nines

preference
You don't gotta like my smoke
Just speak to me with reverence
So many different pines that
I could reference my eyes be so low
And zip my ties when

mugger
No thugga, but i'm wit tha mf slimes
All tha time
On my side das a 9
I'm too fly with tha rhymes
Who done did it?
Bitch!
It's by my own design,

love
I Don't give a fuck cuz the World don't Dude
Voice Infinite if a bitch trick shoots
Question is who gone live, me or you?
Shit next day I'm looking

impressed by none of the messes 
You pressin' up on
Slut nose, Lee press-on nails and dunks on
And the dunks worn down and stomped on
I bet her dumps worn

in Australia on tour with Janet Jackson
Courtesy of 50 Cent, my nigga made that happen
Felt like Michael Jackson was about to walk in the room
Rest

niggas hate me cause I'm takin' names
We aint the same don't let the game change you player play the game
I knew this nigga by the name of "F"
He tried

Feelin' like I'm rotting' in quicksand Struggling to keep up with demand
Wanna be the man, but it's hard to stamp two plants in the ground, cause you

that i can fuck with

Hi, do you need a story for your beddy, by time
Incase you fuckers ain't asleep already
I , went to high school as a kid, yeah i

it's happening now
Only inspired by my friends from way back
Said she wanna pop it in the car on the way back
Girl if you ain't really with it you

You can try to stop me i will end ya
Shit my killer instincts like cinder
Im a bad boy you better make it
Make it out fifty
Chopper city by position i

everybody actually wanna be notorious
But the few ones who go up deal with serious hardships
Now, everybody needs some problems, hey
Doesn't mean put no

a microwave oven
I used to battle rappers who don't try to say nothing
You should never expect to see the light of day running
Don't buy a tape, fuck it bitch,

born with hella baggage (Hold on wait)
We grew up with n****s who was bagging it, toe tagging it
Crazy thing we used to play tag with them but the path

You can see by my incisors
That I’m ready fa dinner
You wanna judge me
But damn ain’t we all sinners
Only the real
Ain’t too good with pretendin
I’m jus

Preach! The same rapper that die hard
Bruce Willis with a vest under the Izod
Wanna beat you? Man I ain't gotta try hard
You getting beat by the internet

up on a
Couple hundred
Half a ticket nigga
I would play big bank take lil bank
Might have to kill a nigga
'Cause if I pull out all the red fifties
You

bringin the power
We gone hop out the car we gone hop in the shower
Get hit with a twxn kock em down like a tower
You get turned into dust like some

But it's a hard to pay when you ain't got dollar 
Shouts to my boys they, never fail to holla don't even bother 
With the women cause they killing

really saying too much so I hope you got the message, uh
Yeah, the burdens that I carry are heavy
So when I'm shooting my shot it go in like I'm Messi but

two, one bullets gon hit you
Way too much blood clean it up up with a tissue
Ass so fat you could tell by the recoil
Count more shots to a opp like 3, 4