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flip me maybe hit me and then drop me, man I'm angry
Sometimes I just get home, with these feelings I can't harbour, my life more darker
Than December 7

or amphetamines
I got em at the cheapest price
Living by the rules of the street life
Fin to get niggas
Better beat the street light home
After dark I par park

sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' with no broke broke
Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digger
But she ain't messin' with no broke broke

Get down

With all these records I sold, niggas be biting my flow remember that
Everything glitters ain't gold, everything glitters ain't gold, yuh
Everything

from my school supplies
Then Proof, Denaun
Eye-Kyu and I would climb in that hooptie to ride to Drew's and rhyme
Bodied Saint Andrew's Hall too many

I don't really fuck with no stress
Its all peace
Nowadays I'm rocking all silk
It's no fleece
When I get the bag imma drop it on gold teeth
And they

As the World Turns

Terror Squad

Terror Squad

1999

on the ground
See what's around, then lock shit down like Nino Brown

I'm bound by hona and down for drama like Tony Man Tana
Y'all clowns don't wanna fuck around

Special
You Know I Wanna Be Honest With You Women So Ima Start Off Like This

[Verse: Drake]
Uh Look, I'm Bold From The Get Go
Go By The Title Of Drake

I got all my niggas with me
Here go Benji, here go Andrew
I just swiped yo mama citi
For a Mille, in the bathroom
Audemar Piguet
Hold my middle finger

holding me by the neck and I'm stuck inna game
Attaching myself to the core of the rotten the rotten what I have become under names
I'm not really crazy I

know what I'm sayin'?

(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all

The Boomin' System

LL Cool J

Best of Hip Hop [Priority]

1992

know what I'm sayin'?

(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
(Cars ride by)
(Cars ride by with the boomin' systems)
Funky (Cars ride by)
For all

and no bread
But was fueled by the hope someday we would stack bread

When I look around, I dream of going away
Just to find a place or time where things

It's your birthday
You the centerfold
You get 1st place
Yeah you get the gold
It's your birthday
You the centerfold
You get 1st place
Yeah you get

chain 
Gold watch
Gold everythin'
Gold chain 
Gold watch
Gols everythin'

I can never switch up on the gang  
That's on errythang 
Bought my bitch a brand

Racin' around in a daze where I go chasing cars
And look for your name every place
Roll by the streets and bars
And we don’t control how it goes
We

they come around they probably get the run around
Wait
You probably want it bad but don't got what it takes
Anytime I take a L it's just raising

I got gold
I got gold
I got gold
Wait
I got gold around me
No it ain't physical, I'm not your typical,
Don't get bold around me
My gold it shine, if

food
Gang gang
Loliiife
Yelling cash rules
Everything around me like I’m
Wu-Tang
Cause everything around me
Nigga past due
Get the money
Ima flip it
Fuck

real in this music thing
Tryna get a good deal like Asda price
I don't know how I sleep at night
Kuz the shit  I did for the cause, Its mental
By

talking bout
A gold digging hoe get money from me that i cant allow
You need to move around you the joker you a clown
I got presidents all in my pocket when

the depths fathom by fathom
As if the ocean opened up and
I've been cast in a chasm
Upon a sweeping seascape
Genetic accidents happened
But don't blame EVE

me ugly
Then I built up a wall around my heart, I ain't feel nobody really love me
Gotta get this off my chest, Andrew Wiggins on waiting on recovery

Yo that shit you did last
Night was fucking gay!
But regardless lets get this battle underway
Because I'd rather get buried alive
Than have to deal