Lyrics:
taxes
Twenty for the feds, the rest under my mattress
I gave my wallet a Botox injection
A bunch 'a rude boys inna your section
Tryin' to give my tax
election so we
Gonna gatecrash that
Slap 'way everything in Babylon section
We tired of the fuckery and we don't chat
What them a chat bout?
While we a hunt
sheddin' blood
If we was in the street, one squeeze would wet him up
Acceptin' no disrespect, wait, who am I to budge?
Quarter million dollar mouth, who
had no order
Back then, reing up quarter for quarter
Now man a big man, got big plans and I stepped out
Looking mad shot like a boarder
Trey got
get it now
'Lot of money in my section (hey)
Fifty bottles, tell 'em ,"Bring it out"
I get the money and stretch it
Fifty models, told 'em, "Gimme
so high I defy gravity
All of these bottles, you think I bought me a section
I just love Actavis actually
Bitch I'm Jeezy in the trap, I'm like
it goes
It's only Joe's marine corps
Hoping those machines for
Quarter thugs and free plays whippit rust
Pitch adjust the mortar drugs and keepsakes
consecutive lows (uh-huh)
While gradually, my decimals rose
Like fans in the stands, section, and rows when exitin' shows (come on)
Stare me down and you get
car, a true macker
The young paper stacker, equipped with game
Nigga welcome to the section, where we hog the lane
So put your money where your mouth
nobody live
I pray to God to promise me, before I see the pearly gates
To let my whole team be straight, mansion no Section 8
Putting pressure so that
Yeah, yeah
[children] Ten!
[Fresh] First, ya gotta go get the chips
Scope out the section, tell 'em, "Go get the bricks."
[children] Nine!
from here to Japan with jams
I'm from the Jersey section and I keep it real for ninety-four and
I can't march on swap meets, y'all duck sects I
Porter spazz
I was born at a quarter past, I was the color purple
Mom and Pop took me home in a Crown Royale bag
Now I'm the hottest nigga that you know
deaded
Hearses ready where the vultures headed
Smoker's section, copacetic
Keep the surface ready i think I'm Turkoglu
Every purchase was purposeful
Burn
and the Bridge, the only difference is the buildings
The same crime rates and the same damn killings
A slice of pizza, and quarter water my juice
But now I'm Car
no love
I'm a go flood the town full a these drugs
Ya I run the trap I don't need no sub
And my section be full a these plugs
Half a unit but it
likes it's a premo
Caught 'em out of bounds up that thang start bussin'
It's a flag on the play consequences repercussions aye
Fourth quarter pressure
doing it in quarters
I feel like a pirate traveling in waters
Looking for a wife so I can make a bunch of daughters
My wife is a treasure, find her at my
Big expansions
Killing fashion
Take her out of Off White
Put her into all white
Told me he'd be alright
Now he section 36 of the cemetary
Dam where my
EVERY COMMENT SECTION.
SEE THE HOMIE, NOW FEEL LONELY. POLTERGEISTS RELATE TO THAT
TRIED TO HAVE AN OPEN MIND, AND SAW THE SWINE INVADE THE PALACE.
FILTH
circle still small I don't know y'all
Bottle girls all in my section now
Turned every loss as a lesson how
Ten toes down had a plan wit it
Now the city
Mach 6
Splash
Came wit the drip
You buy what he buy, y'all same with the drip
My slippers overseas shipped insane with the drip
Quarter milli' for
Put her in a lock Kirk Angle imma flip her like a quarter
Nigga heavy weight
Where the chicken put it on my plate
I'm steady tryna eat
Bout that steak
Eddy's be making my days go
From Monday to Wednesday, and this just a template (Whoa)
A quarter way through I'll be rolling another
They like how do you
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