Lyrics:
words
And it's okay
It's fine
It's Jay Z's motivation
He's the reason
Why I got my pen racing
I'm sticking to the script no changing
The young
You're lazy, one day they'll put me up there with the Jay Z's
And we'll be havin' dinner; bolognese
Throw shade please, really, it's appreciated greatly
I gotta shout my niggas out that had it thug today
Ain't judging you my nigga, get it, go and make a way
Cause I was broke before my nigga and it's
shoulders off
Jay-Z R.I.P. the Pimp C
(Uncle Murder Rap)
[Chorus]
When the nigga see me, you know that I got it on me!
Either that Desert Eagle
Who take videos and snaps pictures
The earth shatters
From all the overwhelming cries
But my eyes
Never leave his body
As he laid lifelessly
About six
the Ph love watin' rinchels
Cause they doughnuts
They go nuts for a dozen
Shut up they spot, me and my baby cousin
It seems they were slippin' by
And we
Jay's reign is supreme ? RIGHT
Demons try and take my soul
Writing songs, my favorite poems
I pray to God this go global
Demons they wont take my soul
I
assistance as I manuver my long stroke
I hope you don't think I'm payin'for it that's the wrong hope
'Cause I know you wanna be Z'Rollin over chrome spokes
nine
So rather living as a thug until they give me my credit
Cause I'm the throwdest baby don't you forget it, meanwhile
(Chorus - 2x)
[Z-Ro]
Living in
rock her hips to the bass, then she take a sip
When she wave
And wanna get wit' Lil' Jay
After she dance on dat pole
I pull my can so quick and fast
When
dis? Guess
Mi find di metaphors weh Jay-Z and Biggie miss,
And chaw dem up like WinterFresh and spit dem out like Wrigleys,
Mi hot mi touch green
I been in that war, but I ain't safe
My dawg just finished trial, and lost the case
Couple days before I was pallbearer and buried Jay
I ain't
the Maybach
My chains on like JAY-Z
Young nigga, but I got money like JAY-Z
I ran up them bands
Told my bitch she better be outside
The airport before I land
My
Pulled up in the Maybach, my chains on like JAY-Z
Young nigga, but I got money like JAY-Z
I ran up them bands, told my bitch she better be outside
SALUTE
Heart Ft Slim Thug
The streets is hard I grew up hard you gotta have heart.
On my block they
pounds of FIRE! You can't fade us
WHY? We players NOW! These haters DIE!
We got them killers in spots
Dwellin and K'd up
(I) keep my riders close by when
Thug did an album like Jay's
Would they okay it? (Would they?)
If Future had music with message
Would you relay it?
Name one thing that I said false
My
I need premium
To fly higher than helium
Try to get to Elysium
That's why I never listen to Jay Z
Albums costing so much that it's making me crazy
I
cu'z I'ma wolf underground
Only God know what the plan is man I pray like everytime
Too many pains in my heart blazing like everytime
Yea
I just step in
Red's gone wild
Yo, I'm hot, global warming ridin on two-six
I ain't thug nigga I don't, bullet-proof shit
Gilla nigga, and we abide by
got a call from Mama
Auntie passed, it's raining
Send my cousin my love I'm outside praying
Raw papers blazing
Humbly patient this what I live by
So
I had an epiphany when I was about to write this song, I was like
Y'know what Jay? Jay you kinda nice bruh
By God's grace of course, yeah
In fact
If I don't know you like that shawty you ain't smoking out my sack
Z3Hailey with me shawty we rolling up back to back
Shout out to Supergas Bros this
with Jay Z
(up there with Jay Z)
So
Everyday i am perfecting my craft
Workin til late after im outta class
But today i am going nowhere fast
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