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I won’t crack always change and adapt
I got change in a stack revolucion is back 
For my people I write 
I got paper to Rap you up

Eh oh ah ee eh oh

cigarettes
Competitive verses, I polish my verbiage
I keep it 100 when doin my service
Don't make no cents for you to only be 50.
Im calling you Curtis

Don't you wanna grab a bite to eat, I would but I can't, I got three dollars and fifteen cents
Well, choose anything that you wanna grab on The menu,

Cullinan on sixes
Quarter chicken, half chicken, tryna double off a biscuit (skrrt)
Cut it up in zippers just to stuff it by the dishes
Bet I'll be up

My man asked for a dollar, claiming that he thirsty 
I told him, "Drink water," under his breath he cursed me 
We all gotta eat, gotta build, gotta

I pawn my chain to keep the lights in the kitchen (I did)
What would you have done in my position
Yeah the 9 to 5
It don't add up all the time
So I be

York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by

kill-this-shit
Always movin confident never hesitant
You take a extra sec to think now you heaven sent
Take my two cents
If you been talkin shit get on your knees

mic a grip
Gold teeth with a scarf on kickin' air up gorgeous with fresh Vans on hit any stage regal
Make you wonder where grace from

Home

think it was madе by 50 Cent
He is my idol, and I pray to him
When I go and, yеah

I am harder than a 3-week-old turd
I am flyer than 47 birds no you guys

brick I can really Fuckin' build a house
That nigga really think he Wonderdog but he mighty mouse
I'm finna be up dog shit by 21 Don't count me out
That

Missy Elliot and we need that Jimmy Iovine
Codeine on an IV, and Busta Rhymes to hype me
The fifty cent to million, a hundred for the icing
Hit up Paul

of bloody pools out
Heavily father if I reach for the denim
Tryna move fast tryna build up momentum
Dress in the black just call me the venom
A Menus
And I im

heres my dick for your mouth fit it all
Imma text message your a lose call
I wouldn't poke you with a pool ball attached to the cue
I throw 50cent at this

bands up
That pressure on me gotta carry that load
Pull my mans up
Nobody don't give a damn when you fucked up
I really got it out the mud you can't say I

and you ain't even sneeze
Vienna sausages, noodles, ain't no Micky D's
Get 50 cent, hit the corner store for them hot Cheetos and the chili cheese
Ice cream

you picking up a vanguard

I don’t play with no ouija boards Means I don’t play with no ghostwriters

Keep ya 50 cents girl you might have to pay

homie then 
Just on da one hunnid tip 
I be feeling like 50 cent, 
My haters be like mini mes,
I Get hated on by many men 
Pimp my pen for dividends,

Goodness should lead men to the repentance
(it should make you wanna change)

50 Cent took nine shots look at his face
If you look a lil closer
You can see

one by one, no lyon finna build an empire[00:43.87]And when I hear the beat, I just walk that bitch down, damn, I'm like Michael Myers[00:46.87]And

keep a lil Uzi
I keep a 50 inside of my clip
If he talking that shit knock some cents in his head
I'm just a lil bit shaky I ain't in da club
Cuz I know

a little prayer til you motion the christ 
And watch Him send an angel that a show up by ya side

We not alone, we not alone we not alone
We not alone, we

distress
Now all this mackin’ I been dealing in got me stacking my dividends
A pocket full of change I gave 50 cent out to many men 
I slam my doors my

ain't that rich yet no I'm sorry
Once this tape drops different story
Imma catch you round the bend
Chilling with the same old friends
Listening to 50