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There's no excepts though (There's not)
I move exec thought (I do)
I'm on your neck bro (your neck)
I'm on my next bag (My next)
I'm writing down my numbers

Record exec', she know who I am
But I'm still in the jacks
Where they bagging up yams
(But I'm still in the hood)
Get to the check I'm very advanced

love my voice
I got harmony
These execs
Like a scam
They be calling me (but im not answering)
I don't talk for free
Pop like Jack In The Box with

a million
A&Rs and exec's were telling me I'm not appealing
Try to turn me into Nas, I'm not him but I forgive you
This is a Boy Marley
Bob Dillon

the new generation of slaves 
Here to make papes to buy a record exec' rakes 
The pile of revenue I create 
But I guess I don't get a cut 'cause my

Good Morning

Blackfoot

Marauder

1981

the young exec, he hits the deck
And oh, he's dressed to kill
Before he goes, oh yes, he knows
He's gotta have a wake-up pill
From nine to five he feels

Power to the Peso

Cappadonna

The Struggle

2003

the big dough to stick Santana
Plus these labels exec's come in a calm manner
N.S.Beezy, I stay easy
Fuck what ya'll niggas is talkin', I'm off the heezy

Powder

Dave East

P2

2018

punch in
We would go hustle so eagerly
Watch what I say 'cause my daughter repeating me
Now top execs wanna meet with me
The ones I dream about come

The Artist Pays the Price

8Ball

Lost [Bonus Disc]

1998

towns
Ain't none of this shit like Orange Mound
Players unified, digging on my mellow sound
Exec's
Get big ole fat checks
For makin' deals
While

True to the Game

Us3

Broadway & 52nd

1997

remains makin' demos
Though wished behind the windows of a limo
Sippin' champagne, producers kicked game, expected
Label exec's smirked at hard work, tapes

the check
She be impressed
I’m the exec
Can’t even describe
Move with the squad
Ready or not
Fuck up the check
Blow thru the rest
How can I express
Run up

for gold and
For sure they always get it. So instead of letting any
Record that the record exec's selling occupy
Your thoughts and mind, listen while

Tell me you want me
Tell me you want me
Tell me you want me
And not just a copy
Created by these industry exec's
I'm trying to create
I ain't trying

last
Labels and Exec's they all want me
Girls all around from the new sorority
Chicks from the present and chicks from the past
'Cause I build my future

news
Step inside the execs office 
He's seen a lot of yous 

It's fun rhyming bitch with ditch and rich 
The bitch ain't rich and if he keep talking that

Look I wrote this for the (Dope Man)
Street execs we the (Dope Man)
Money hungry lawyers (Dope Man)
Getting money I’m the (Dope Man)
Up town,

just like the exec's
Careless with my collectibles
I raised the stakes higher cause my confidence impeccable,my taste in art delectable

I'm on a mission

So many problems that I'm use to
Ain't tryna solve em' how I use to
Pray for the squadron on the move to yea
To my exec's don't let them fools thru
I

Street Execs Bitch

Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard
Chill Go Hard

Uhh 
Trash bags fill up the attic
Bust'em out abort em disappear magic 
Drums in

ties
And profit the loot while you robbed in the booth
Unite the streets to shake up industry 
Mix the red and blue to start fixin these
Punk execs

exec be actin like a hoe
These niggas really been stacking up millions and they just ran off with my flow
Niggas be capped out I'm tryna see all the shit

hit your neck
I be chilling with execs
I be smoking on the best
Run it up cut the check
Run it up cut the check
What's with all the disrespect
Pull up

you gonna want more
Texting me at 4 in the morning
Is just annoying
Unless you're horny
Uber exec to my crib
We can get the debauchery
Session locked in

a prayer to be spoken lightly.
I know my frame remains a visitor, provisional
And the God alive in my body took shelter built
From an ad exec's imagination