Lyrics:
My momma told me to dream big yeah kid
And from that day that's exactly what I did
Probably was about nine, around 89
Playing her O'Jays tape, song
A to Jay-Z
I flex, a black women and words
A soul eater, and my scythe ready to purge
Cold heaters, icy bullets melt the earth
Ya soul ether-ed, put you in
No jay z I got the blueprint
I just been plotting scheming with the bros
Everyday I glow no blooming
Know we be smoking flowers by the O
Matter fact
Before time in the AD, I was completely crazy
I'm not Jay-Z nor am I Slim Shady
She is my baby, we getting bigger lately
Mistakenly, mistaken, not
the whole show, you feel me?
Factions from the other side would love to kill me
Spill three quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat
Fuck
the whole show, you feel me?
Factions from the other side would love to kill me
Spill three quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat
Fuck
the vision like Hov
But my brother got the blueprint
That nigga seen me and froze
Wanna dap me on some friend shit
Eyes on the bag thats a fendi holder
Fool
the Brigada boy
Jay-Z money
Diddy money
Byron Allen money
Music and meets I can't speak
Outlining these blueprints
HOW I'M SUPPOSED TO BE
Self made, with
Understand? But it's how I retaliate which
Defines who I am
Jay-Z, ain't nothing dead or alive playing me
I take beef to the grave
That's how my momma raised me
stressin'
Rap music, it was all a dream
Now I'm in a session chasin' my dreams
Who woulda knew man, it's crazy
S1 introduced me to Jay-Z, never met my dad
We arose, let's go
So fresh so clean" like 'Kast
Jay-Z be poppin' tags
Leavin' the mall with heavy bags
You know the boy got a love for the cash
sound
I'm Kanye when it came to 'ye
I'm Jay-Z when it came to keys
I'm Snoop when it came to weed
So now they wanna Biggie me
As the credit rolls,
everything you endure stays tight
Big Shaq, Lord Tariq, Jay-Z outta sight
[Jay-Z]
People know me on these streets and the towns I been through
Looking
mu'fucka
Parkhill stand up
G-Dinero in this mu'fucka, Let's get it
I love a good cigar and a cognac
You can catch me anywhere that the hustlas at
You can
Yo, check it
Growing up my daddy played Bone Thugs Dipset
Jay-Z and Pac
I bet he never would've thought his son would fall in love with hip hop
I'm
frontin'
Before I come like Osama and start bombin'
These niggas fugazi and goin' against me, is you crazy?
I got that blueprint Jay-Z and all that big
there's no me
To my ladies, Beyonce baby
Growing up I was mad jealous of Jay Z
Whitney Houston drove the fellas crazy
RIP to the most famous East Orange
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
by Gloria Carter and Adaness Revees
Who made love under the Sycamore tree
Which makes me
A more sicker emcee than my momma would claim
At ten
song it beat me to it
That was a ref to hova
But not no Jay z music (Not no Jay z)
I feel like drake say what's real
This is really how I feel
I'm
the blueprints I got the grind
We gon be great just give it time
I can't describe it its just a vibe
My shorty educated gave me good brain
Written in the stars
Goodwill loves me Macklemore than you
I've got flat screen TVs, with skate videos on repeat
All the latest CDs, mp3s, and Beats by Dre
Thank you very
I fart on a record, trust me nigga it'll sound good
So Jay-Z, if you're down with the groove, my mellow
Get on the mic it's time to show and prove
with me
Want my momma a new Bentley
Drop them keys at the front door
Told my best friend we gone take a trip to London on the 4th
I'm in the studio
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