Lyrics:
Fall in line!
Ladies, ladies, ladies
Are we smart? (Yes!)
Are we strong? (Yes!)
Have we had enough of the bullshit? (Yes!)
Show 'em
(Oh!)
(On
through pain and hustle trynna find my inner self
Ain't easy feel surrounded by devils like I live in hell
Gotta get rich at all cost
Can't stay poor cos
Look
Perfect balance between Apollo n' Dionysus
Irish spring body wash wit charcoal I light her fire
Phoenix lovers Scorpio shawties loyally soothe
switching gears just trying to figure out where I have been
The addict in me pulling at my cash to pull a pen
And I promised to myself so many times that I
Yo, hah yo, rah, yo, yo
Yo, yo, yo
Yo, I got stress on my brain that causes chest pains
Inside the best frames ghetto blood clots is scored by
Real niggas know the real Bey
Get rich until they kill Bey
Even then they still will feel Bey
Strip Club on a Wednesday
Know the pretty boy been paid
like a snow plow
Juliet to my Romeo
Colby where art thou
The love that we had was straight out of a play
I really like Colby
Maybe I'm gay
Hold up why is
Yes, yeah, uh, uh
Youngest out of four but I continue to ball
More big brothers than Davina McCall
It's King Sam, back with another one
Wren Boy
Makin' bangers by the minute
Look at my bank, lot of digits
Look to the top, sky's the limit
Out in Paris, we get lit
So tell me why would I quit
granddaddy was an alcoholic and it killed my mother
So I told myself I would roll up
Vice grippin like a choker
Life told me Game Over
You're not solider, boy
that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I'm
with me
Found out some niggas fucked your wife and we put them bitches to sleep
Ain't going to say your government, I'ma call him by Ricky G
Now Ricky
spend that shit
Invest it in some real estate
Put the money offshore
Sneak it out the back door
Meet me at the drugstore
Two albums dropped
Guess that was
getting singled out by teachers, was I winning? No
For situations that I got into with other kids
I would take the bigger fall, and they'll be good and free
album
Then I perfected these songs in four months this is my life
And I want you to know that I live by the pen and I'll die with the pen and the pad
I am
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z,
You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O
International
Show young boys how to do this thing
The maturation of Jay-Z,
that I'm done with this song that I figure out
What's gonna make you fall in love?
I know you got your wall wrapped all the way around your heart
let's gone up to the top drop that album
So by this time next year we will be chilling in Belize
Let's get it
End of message, to erase this, messaged
Ouch, look out for the wall, aim for the couch, I'm 'bout to fall
I miss the couch and down I go, lookin' like a bouncy ball
Shit must've knocked me out
out
The whole country by Khaled to rap on BET
Guess he saw me as the best man
619 to 858 to 760 I'm reppin'
San Diego to all you foreign
Daygo's what we
farewell
I was rescued by God not saved by the bell
He told me go to Nineveh
got swallowed by a whale
Chewed me up and spit me out I lived to tell
Before I
Blocking bullshit can't reach me on my cell
Tell them boys free my uncle out the cell
Starting to think all you bullshit ass niggas
In my comments starting
there's no way
No, I don't want you to stay
I can tell that you're fake
Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix
(Pooh, you a fool for this
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