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a loan
Denied by the bank for a loan
Yup, so I got a shoe box full of cash
And I paid for the whole damn house on my own
Bitch, do you want a mouth full

Okay now just imagine that I'm at the top of the latter 
Looking down at all the struggles I beat by climbing faster 
I know I've had it up to here

me, I got God and skipping stones
I said that I got God and skipping stones
So I tell 'em,
Why don't you come and go try it?
Izzy could topple a giant

sharks
Boy I grew up by the lake
43rd that's right off state
We was out here on the trey
I went to hell n back
Twenty-three & one and three hot treys
Now

got what he wants y'all act like y'all were day ones

Way too many problems, way too many schemes
Way too many snakes in the grass I can hear 'em
Way

Who's Down

Kingspade

Kingspade

2004

fuck around with that Kingspade clique 

[Richter]
Oh no, I'm back again 
Go tell a friend 
Johnny Richter's gonna last 'til the very end 
want

doubt you they're not your friends
They you to sink but tell em I can swim
They want you to lose but tell em I can win
See theRISING is in you let's not

homies I could tell wasn't for me
Now days you can just catch me by my lonely
Fuck around link up with some Niggas getting money
In and out of different

distress
Make 'em see red when I pass by
Taurus on the field
Don’t think you’re getting out alive
I went shopping for weapons
The seller was a great guy
He

my might
Hold a pistol in my left hand, a spear in my right

(verse 2)
It go, who, where, nigga, what, how, why
Nigga, jump when a brotha tell 'em

and knock em down
I dont give a literal fuck
Your minerals suck, Im a lyrical stud
Uh, look, dont tell me what it really be
Cause all I see is indigo

Haliburton on the pacers
I'm giving out shots I ain't giving any chasers
Like your favorite accountant I'm good with the paper
Like you fighting your barber

with us (Nah)
We gon knock your lungs off
When I'm done tell her to back off (Back off bitch)
One man soldier ion want no backup
John Rambo one man

to the bag
Get to the money
These niggas half asleep
She know it's no games with me
I live by the code
These niggas some hoes
And they want the game for free

pretending
You gotta write your own story from the start
Let's tell 'em all what you feel in your heart
Yeah I know you see me when I pass by
So I don't take

stretch his ass (boom, boom)
My PO put my ass in jail, shit, I was hella mad (ha, I was hot)
Bitch, we ain't runnin' from no beef, bitch, run and tell 'em

Yeah What it do
I have a feeling there's more to this
You already know
I want you to tell the enemy that no weapon formed against you shall prosper

you know I'm a coonass from the bayou (yeah)
Nobody nowhere else do like I do (yeah)
Keep your girl locked down, you can try to 
She want a real man,

nigga just thinkin' bout how I'm gonna solve em'
I count up my money, I count by the dolla
You messin' wit me you gon' need you a doctor
My boy in

Street pulse beat

I can't take you there
Where desire unfolds
Your pleasure is not mine to hold
Tell me how you want me baby
As long as I

'em a picture, they want the whole movie (clip)
Fall in the crowd, I spit like a small uzi (yuh)
Rock it, I top it, I chop it like sushi
Your rap is so

Andrew Luck
And PF Changs
Sit me anywhere I want
Im in a rush
I don't have the time to talk
And you can tell that I got sauce
By the walk
Shortie thick
See

winning, so I'm gonna do this
An arrogant grin, with a habit of sinning
Distracted by women, but I wasn't stupid
You know how that game go
Ripping your set,

Flash ain't a great, Flash ain't a legend, he average today
Bitch I'm the best, they nap on me like a mattressing place
They tell me stick to R&B
Because