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Be careful with who you call a God
I can't go without my pole and my rod
Sip the cup and then I nod
Made a hundred million, must be good at my job

havin' ice but on the real, I'm really chill
You can ask my classmates, I had spill before the deal

You could be done by now
But you didn't know what

nigga that's a real bitch (yay)
She ride for a nigga, lay it down for a nigga
She'll die for a nigga
Nigga that's a real bitch
That's a real bitch

the cameras don't get aired here
They can't see you
Wave your title to this tidal wave, we do
And you don't appear to be a peer to me, for real
You should kneel

I was small I prayed
To God for a bankroll
All I ever wanted was a bankroll
(What you want?) a bankroll
Murk your ass, shoot the lawyer, 100K
Case

how it feels
Take my heart for weakness man that shit could really kill
What you reap what you sow come back a 100 fold
What you do to others you do

terrified, God damn
I'm terrified, God damn
I'm terrified, for real
I'm terrified
What we had at one point felt so good it felt like paradise
Now we ain't

for a while
But once you get old, and this life gets real
You'll wanna go back and wish my
Words touched you like a pedophile
You must be crazy if you

Ayy, Rodney, you did that
Loyal to all of my niggas
I'm Loyal to all of my niggas, for real
Cause I know how it feels to be down on your last one

(it's real life)
You from the jungle then you, feel how I feel (it's hard)
Keep it a bill (100 feel me) keepin', it real (it's real life yadada)
This for

I guess the love too strong for your small mind
Guess the love too real for the fake vibe
And I heard from the streets you had a great mind

But I

Gang Bang Anyway

The Game

The Documentary 2.5

2015

nigga
From the Hoovers to the Hundreds, nigga
From Kelly Park to Bounty hunters, nigga
(Watch out for the shooters)
Same age as the kids in Iraq now

Crew Love

Jay-Z

Belly

1998

like a drive-by
We could stack dough sky-high
Niggaz can't touch what they can't feel real recognize real
Crew love, Roc-A-Fella till we die
As long

here man
u kno how to rap the boy gone put them fire tracks to ya ass man i swear to god man
on the real man
i got my nigga supah right here man
if u

Came a long way from nothin'
I mean a long, long, long way
Now we up nigga
Got a bag on you niggas, for real

Hundreds (hundreds) , fifties (fifties)

Real Shit

Rakim

The Master

1999

and smoke
And take a real hit, soon as it bang you feel quick
It's real thick, this is that ol' real shit
This is the description of designs for you

with a ball of chain
A barbarian on paper
Every bars tailored for your Paul Bearer
Allahu Akbar
A battling rap god slash bar maker
Bar Mitzvah glass jaw

at the time go by
Whole time I was waiting on mine
I looked up and the stars aligned
And I'm on the rise, thank God for mine
Shit ain't sweet
Same 'lil kid with

a God, i’m a king, I’m a boss, I’m a chief and I’m the fxcking man
Eat your crew up for breakfast get chewed up by dinner turn my powers up with my man

a check on your ho, brrt, brrt
Chinchilla draggin' on the floor, brrt, brrt
And we gettin' that bread by the load, brrrt
More Pucci for this raw sushi

they can't fuck with me
Ran up the score, check the board, dawg
We up fifty (We up fifty)
All that ho shit you pulled? Stuck with me
Made a hundred by

to revise and replace em for real
Burned all my bridges I'm litty for real
I'm litty for real I'm litty for real
God dan

Shawty like them scholars but this

the nearest next to me diagnosed by jealousy
Still I was the cure to all of their anxiety and envy
Self esteem on a hundred times twenty ain't no offending me

We never gon' change, we riding for God, for real
I cannot see beyond all this grace and love, for real
Tryna get me on board, you better get him