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on a Jay ‘fore I ride a plane
No drake, I’m a god
Nothing is the same
Got the ball, never dodge
Gotta dodge a lame
We gon’ ball til we fall cause we all

Wintr and Frost
We got the sauce
Better off counting a loss
Like Drake & Josh
Bitch we on top
Never gon' work for no boss
Town on my back (back)

Gates 
But for now I pray 

I done seen it all 
Been around it all
Seen bitch niggas ball
And my real niggas fall cause we want it all
Immortalized by

Got hitters on deck
I'm surrounded by steppers
It's only the squad
No colliding or nothing
Use to be broke now a nigga got so many bags
They know

amounts I used to have to break it down
Now I got em by the load get em in send em out
In her mouth then I switch her out
I put on Balmain just to go into

This rap shit we got it on lock
Might need me a point like I'm Tosh
I tell em' proceed with caution
I'm with that Drake like I'm Josh
I told that bitch I

Larry
I Ball like I'm Terry
Run it up by three niggas slow like Gary
Niggas wish to be me like Timmy
You're odd and that's fairly true
Keep my peace who

Go, go, slatt know what I'm sayin', I got
Water by G some ice
Motherfuckin' slime
You know what I'm sayin'
Lil Reek (Hood Baby) hood babies, YSL
1st

that Drake, baby
I'm a pusher, T
Expose the boy
Pinocchi with the P
Expose the toy
Flexing with that Tommy Gun
They get the going ghost
And I'm a show

a bad stomach ache
Still running from the garden
I don't wanna be with snakes
On the balls of my feet I won't fall for the fakes
Need a house by the lake

the drama)
Copped a lamb truck
Baby I want them dollars 
Feel like drake in the 6ix 
Grab my bitches by the collar 
Walk away from love 
I will fuck her unless

Kinda High, Kinda Drunk

Coolio

Gangsta's Paradise

1995

Got kinda high and, uh, kinda drunk
Beer drinkin' beer beer drinkin' eight ball

Got kinda high and, uh, kinda drunk
Beer drinkin' beer beer

I'm a player in my prime and in control of the ball
Give me the ball watch me I got the hops
I'm the king of the court and I will never stop
3 point

, Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball

You're waiting by the finish line
Girl, you know I'm gonna win this time
Cause when the dust has settled in

Not another Griselda song
Turn the radio on
Drake is on
It's the same fucking song
Not another Cardi rap
Enough of that
Shit they playing is trash

known
Keep a drake on me like it was OVO
Innocent but I might go to Death Row
Said I'll never be great but they lied to me
Only problem right now is I'm

Ready Set Go

Talib Kweli

Prisoner of Conscious

2013

paper
With extraordinary gena, trust me to lead lay you
Highway of life faster than a car
Rick it in the trunks of the rappers that got balls
Never rat

up by 30
Clean the money, it was dirty
Off the mud, I was dirty

Off the drink, it was dirty
Rockin' around with Drake, sippin' drink
And I'm fuckin'

Das Leben ist ein Game und wir jagen den Highscore
Sicko Mode wie Drake kaufe den ganzen Nike Store
Fast Niemand kennt mein name bald bin ich weit

pay up, goin' till I'm on what Drake's on
Get my pay up, free living paid off
Since day one, people tellin' me I'll never make none 
Damn hey son, I'm

bitch
DIY, makeshift
Buzz so big, I could sell a blank disc
Bumping Nothing Was the Same, always on some Drake shit

I'm still me without you
You

Stuff the money in a safe, I'm addicted to the cake
Started from the bottom, now I'm here
Call me Drake, speedin' in a Vette
All gas, don't hit

slippin', nigga, try that shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Got a 223 and a dirty Drake
I'm in traffic, clutchin', servin' these for 448s
Grape street Glock, it's

pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)