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(Great John on the beat by the way)

I was on tour for four months we was overseas (Greenlight Gang)
Did fifty-five shows in forty-five countries (woah)

he gotta lay down
While your bitch outta town
Smoking dope by the pound
Its Trouble Life bitch
And you I'm a clown
Nigga run up, he out of bounds
I'm

and shit
Him and Nas had the beef was happy when they squashed that shit
I miss that Mobb Deep, Kweli, Cassidy, 50 Cent, Dipset
Wait a minute I ain't

can get you killed with just one call
Pretty bitches, want to fuck 'em all
I feel like Wayne, I relate to dawg
My role model was 50 Cent, I need

50 Cent?
And it's still Free Meech, love him if he right or wrong
But the streets wanna know, do we really get along?
If you askin' me, nigga,

through the game from
Every sequestered emcee who's ever been staged up
By clowns directing more effort into their make up

So here we go (Here we go!)
Here

and holler

Pop a molly, shot my mom
I spit fire, molotov
Call me 50 Cent cause I got half a dollar
Poppin' off
I fuck on a soccer mom
She gon slob all on my

tardy

You thought
I was finished I'm
Just getting started

No lil Wayne
Been in the game
Like Vince Carter

I been the same
Never gone change
On my

(Lil Wayne) on  my daddy soul
That nigga shirt says the
Best rapper alive with
A picture of me on that motherfucker

(Richie  Rich)
Started chasing

Oh yeah you know where I'm from
You know where I stay
Nigga, I'm posted in the A
Sittin low in my phantom ridin high
Every time I ride by nigga, I'm

it aint bout money then you know i gotta dip
And you aint my friend dont even ask me for a cent
Yeah yeah i been on my shit
I go so hard when im in my

to the center
To get the vending machines
Where he then he would be seen
Gettin' some mini m&m's and some mints
When he went and he spent 50 cent
That he sent

pressure makes diamonds and I've decided to apply it
I wake up and be high by noon, I'm on my John Wayne
Two guns like Max Payne, they shoot the same like

What's My Name

Lil' Flip

U Gotta Feel Me

2004

elevators in my crib, Burberry in my car
fire dro' by the jar, burn rubber on the tar
I like to show off-I use to be the class clown
but my teacher always

that Drake and that Nicki feel like Lil Wayne
I say, pull up with that cake on me, boy
I tell her pull up give me face when I'm annoyed
I'm gon' make

perfect on this earth
We was born to sin
Hit they block let's spin a
Benz, fuck it bro, let's spin again
50 Cent
Got many men coming to my city checking in

Cent
Had to weigh down on the drank, me and Deno just dropped the scent

Had to cut off my lil' Wop , cause she was doin' sneaky shit
My new bitch don't

get the crown yet
To be a king
That I'm destined To be
the king I'm supposed to be
Or Imma die trying
Like 50 cent
Imma get rich or die trying

Getting

was thuggin' I'm the trap
Bitch a real blocc boy these 762 inside this chop cuzz these is not toys
He gave that lil glocc up in a stain but it was by

Nigga the work a 9 say its 10
Scribble on the check whit a pen
Right now im wearing Dior but you know I rock louie linen
50cent glass jaw
Shoot his chin

Benjamin kid
Don’t push my buttons might not make it out like 50 cent did
Know many men who talk that talk but nigga I ain’t scared
It’s gon be em niggas

talked about C-Loc and Ace Hood they talked about Future
Remember D4L and Yung Dro
They talked about Lucci
I want star in a big movie like 50 Cent
With bad

homie
Yeah, I learned a lot from Kobe
81 shots, nine, 50 cents , finna take it out your pocket, homie
I ain't in this shit, I owned it
I'm still that 517,

like Tee & Hen
Some like 50 Cent what's in my pockets many men
My money past the ceiling fan
I been him since silly bands
Rafa ain't been home in some