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to 'em) keep my royalties to myself
I just mind my business
I just love to be by myself
Proud of how I'm livin'
Put some racks up for my son
'cause he gon'

niggas gonna see
These MCs ain't the same as me
I had a Grime hit in 2003
God gave me a body and blessed it
You see, my fingers they made Duppy, Private

S.D.E.

Dave East

Kairi Chanel

2016

Pan, pan, old Harlem niggas pitching grams
Kill the streets then hit the beach, go get a tan

On the sixth floor, right in the 'jects, writing my best

Karaoke

DJ Khaled

Thr33 Ringz

2008

singing the same old song
You're some karaoke niggas
Karaoke fuck niggas
This is Nappy Boy
This is DJ Khaled
We Global with this hood shit
This is

Santa Claus Goes Straight to the Ghetto

Snoop Dogg

Christmas on Death Row

1996

and Moses] lil' bang-bangin' and coastin'
Down the block but be careful for the heart, because it's posted'
Some stay to this day that Christmas ain't

Off rip, I'm a double M-G nigga
Running this shit bet you
Lil' niggas flea-flicker
Windows down, letting bitches snicker
Got cheap bitches, got cheap

Off rip, I'm a double M-G nigga
Running this shit bet you
Lil' niggas flea-flicker
Windows down, letting bitches snicker
Got cheap bitches, got cheap

talking that old shit
Get yo bitch hit
Yo shit split
This get rich
I be living what I spit
I ain't bout no cap
I'm like boosie bout my kids start beef it's

it's gucci
But I hate when them man talk loosely, ain't the same size can't fade like boosie
Me I'm on smoke like they brought back deucey
All the new

A7                 G                           D
And I'm sitting here signing from 9 to 1 in the same old roadside inn

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forfeit 
Lil b***h lil kid same old dumb s**t 
Now I’m twenty life gets colder s**t 
Focused on this money wave 
I ain’t new dis this 
Money in my Pants I

Therapy Shit 4

Kevin Gates

Therapy Shit 4

2019

got my name on it
Go ask Lil Derrick, on St Joseph, got my name on it
Pressure on my end, now it's time to wild out
We don't do no drive-bys, we spin

by
You getting tired of my stories
You say I'm gonna tell the same old lies
But baby I love you and I'm sorry 
cnd I wanna make this thing go right

Stepped on My J'Z

Jermaine Dupri

Brass Knuckles

2008

on
Returned to school by lunchtime, like "Nigga what now? "
And today we in the club like, "Nigga, what now? "
Ya better look down
Cause Uh
I know you see em

far too short to be granted to the modern god David Bowie by this universe

There are two men in my apartment right now cutting up walls with power

confirmed by Huxley and all,
Conclusively prove that the hedgehog, 
Cannot be buggered at all,
Oh why don't they do it at Oxford,
The same way they do it

Freestyle Session

H.S.E.

Hustlaz Stackin' Endz

1999

have a cardiac arrest
Using finesse I pop up in the STS, or a Benz
Me and my friends rolling on 20's, I mean three's
At the same time we some G's,

big ring
Cost more numbers than your lil big chain
And your lil chain
Look a lil strange
Cause up in the light it don't hit the same
Cause up in

the hell of it
Just got word
Lil homie; got killed, over cigarettes
Damn

Gunned down, by his own mans
Crazy how, your enemy
Can be, your own friend
I come

Let's go.

We hustle in a lil old apartment, with all the windows blacked out
I'd put it on the 'hood if you cost me
I'm a have to pull the straps

a nigga at mortins
Balenciaga's now, we was used to shoppin' at Foreman's
Lil bro ain't gotta do shit, I'ma clap for him
Creed off the walk-by, she sayin'

I've been seeing the same old things and
I've been hearing you saying some things that you don't mean
everyone need a Sunday some days, everyone

'cause we don't act the same
Man I heard that he was pussy I'm the type to crack a brain
That lil' hoe was really crazy tryna claim me as her main

dick 

1st Verse 
+Clutching my bitch on my waist
-Extended my dick put da pole at the  tip of her face 
+I’m sorry Ba-by I dont wait 
-Tryna get out but