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The Trophy Room

Skyzoo

Lucky 7

literally see the double start to comin' alive
Come alive like heart rates, followed by a car chase
Chris Rock selfies with a top 5 arms race
Moncler skullies

dude, ain't a damn thing changed
Yeah I'm still making money, still never money-made
I'ma get rich and I know it
I been working like a dog, rain, sleet,

One thing leading to another; let the party begin
Peeps call me up, said it's a hotel party
Just bring the liquor; there's already eight shawties
I'm

party
And some cash to blow
I need no introduction
"Bulletproof" is the name people think I might be crazy for
Having a dream, I say dream big
Smoke

all my weed like an addict
I know half these bitches cappin'
They cant have what they imagine
They just hate on what they cant get
Keep on going cause I

mans drug is what the homies was all rockin that night
They popped a couple brews that part was skipped by myself
But like this white we had had came

kind were no longer required
Obsolete by no fault of his own
Like you ditch your landline for your mobile phone
Cheaper goods at the top of the throne

two
Girl Nobody Ridin like You
You walk around like the ground worship you
I'll stick around for a Poundin with you
If life is a club Imma party with

for hoes I’m in the lab

(Aye)
(Aye)
I got a bag
Me and big bro we gone keep up some gas
Ball on a bitch like I play for the jazz
Im on my shit i just

One of them niggas know they can't fuck with us
And moving with their best actors just like them mugs
Eighteen years old, I'm focused, taking me

driving four by four
It's a big degree murder when the ball's in my court
Don't be a bitch I flick the switch when I get a itch
To insist for a kill switch,

Walking this mile again
Feeling this deja vu i wonder who else been feeling this
Faces getting familiar by the day and im so serious
I know my exes

playing the same
Bitch it's Foreign 630 but u already know
Can take a bitch and make me rich
Just by feeding her blow
I been a million dollar nigga
All my

It Is What It Is

Tony Yayo

Thoughts of a Predicate Felon

2005

how it is, it is what it is (here we go!)

When it's Spider and big Yay', we doin it which way?
Real big cause he stay where the rich stay (nigga)

When it's outta pocket, I gotta handle it physically
You could be guilty by association
Green with envy like cultivation
Digging up dirt, hoes is hating

the body like Rodman, woah
Can't make it outta cape cod man
Dripped in Tshanki
Hot like a Taki
They can't ever ever stop me, never
Call me Big Papi
Sluggin'

You fighting demons
But the demons on my side
We aint the same
You hitting blunts
Just like my hollows
Coming straight up to your brain
Im anti

that I’m lit
Every song I write I’m like this shit gotta be it
You know i’m next level my aim is to get rich
My aim is my priority so I don’t chase no

stone-drunk as sin
now they couldn't find their car 'cause we hid it again
Danny scored big "Let the party begin!!!!"
and we all would fall in line....

It's

Pusherman '95

Nemesis

Tha People Want Bass

1995

start gettin hecka big
Then a snitchin rat bitch cold turned me in
Went and bit my lip, got swoll' and shit
Now it's 1995, I be tellin the tip
Some

red lip gloss
Want that cream? Then you got to make it pop

I-I-I like a rich man with a big dick
Grown ass money taking me to the tropics
He chose me

hate it when they lie

Ain't tryna make it by
I'm tryna touch the sky
Youngest winning in this shit so they ask me why
Did I drop another hit, like I'm

mandatory social security
But it's for your future protection (Take it all)
The rich do not get enough from liquidity injection
This was not a tactical extort

For that white powder
A deuce deuce will leave little holes
In your top like salt shaker
Then I'll finish it off with a big cap
On your head like a park