Lyrics:
run the city, drop like 30 out this Glock And I'm only P-U-G, we against all the odds
If a nigga ain't us, then that nigga gotta die All walk down no
It's crazy
Was young, I listened to bare JAY-Z
I was overwhelmed in my jail cell 'cause I couldn't believe that rap paid me
I wasn't gonna fix up,
myself at home
My momma say I needa wait till I get grown
These woman aint no good for me
But I dont want to normal woman
I need me a magic one
Like
like I'm in my prime,
But this shit just might be a trilogy so by the third I might be the greatest of all time. That makes me a goat - I'm right at your
I don't touch road no more 'cus thats thats pepper tea
Still with 28 gs like the letter Z
Like the letter zed, got to keep a smart woman round me
Say Foxx? (Yeah) I had I had a chick man (Yeah)
She went and did me real wrong, I mean (Yeah)
I did the same thing to her but she ain't have no
boot-straps, so I pulled them up myself
Got a crib, accrued some wealth
Or whatever the fuck Jay-Z said
A nigga need some millions
Fuck I look like paying for
master's man
On some Jay-Z shit
Aint no1 gonna play me kid
Just putting out records
Not tryna break records
Make a few fans
So I can put my records on wax
flames
I'm flipping the z's i'm stacking the change
One day you'll all remember the name
Seen enough struggle and i've seen enough pain
I just keep it all
shit
Yeah, yeah, shorty wan suck on my dick
Oh, oh, this ain't no jig, is a trick
Shit, shit, by the way I'm slinging this brick
Codeine straight to my
let get that
That Bitch ain’t got no name and I bet it push yo shit back
And they then took yo Main, thats a soul you can’t get back (Yeh)
And I been
retros
I ain't after no pesos
Wanted freedom from the get-go
I've been working hard they won't believe me if I say so
I got these pictures up on all of my
posted by my door
I'm from Da No
Yeah I stay Polo to the floor
Ooh, my money long, I cut my homies short
From Golden Acres, what it is
It really ain't i
give me the play when I was Jay, now I'm G
She got the okay, she seen my CD (bitch)
And oh how she jocks
Callin in my shit on the Video Jukebox
Baby,
give me the play when I was Jay, now I'm G
She got the okay, she seen my CD (bitch)
And oh how she jocks
Callin in my shit on the Video Jukebox
Baby,
the brain call her stupid
Way that she suck it I swear that this girl isn't human
Finna stick to the plan like Jay Z you know I got the blueprint
Glock 19
And toke this, I ain't lyin'
Trying to knock me off, keep tryin'
All it takes is one phone call to my street team
Promote that ass, like a soundtrack, New
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey
'Cause you know I'll getcha one by one, ain't no fun
I
these bitches do is pick and choose uh uh
Beat that pussy up until it's bruised uh uh
Beat it up like I'm Ali
And no I'm not dej loaf so please don't try
to rock your fellas like Jay-Z
I peep game, I'm seein' these niggas roleplay
I jack son like Michael, Reggie or O'Shea
I olé then I'm in the Bronco like O.J
a quiet quitter
Fire four seam fast balls for the no hitter
Got 'em all in a titter, that always happens somehow
Like "Did you hear that Jay Cameron has
like is this shit by accident
Ain't tryna work I ain't the average man
I took my Ls and start subtracting them
Then took my Ws and turn them into Ms
I
(juicy)
Yeah yeah yeah ive been in this game for a minute
Ive been tryna level up for a minute
But I know I ain't wasting my time
No I ain't wasting my time
'm back
Cookies and bag, I got no time to be mad
I got no time to be tied up in feelings
I gotta re-up, you gotta relax
I gotta be classy
I've been
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