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they have for the world that they bleed dry.
They are the true pornographers
The real stylists in human perversion.
Rich educated tarts sit dumbly by
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
G.T
And besides, it's my pictures, I'm saved and I'm rich
Sitll the fly chicks see Mel my sidekick
Balling, just with a different calling
Sorry your
Ooh, different colors I know you gonna remember these eyes
I could give a fuck less if an enemy dies
Fuck them, fuck you
Hut one, hut two
Set hike,
We ain't rich yet, I swear that we ain't rich yet
I ain't joking
We ain't rich yet, I swear that we ain't rich yet
We ain't rich yet, oh
I need some
Different strokes, different folks
Look good and I'm rich, but I don't mean to boast
The hood still in me I go from Big Bank to Jimmy with a Semi
Rich Boy
Fuck niggas wanna jack
Shit tight no slack
Got the deamn top dropped
Two color flip flop
Glock cocked
New money motherfucker don't you see
club, shoot, stab, sell crack
Straight like that
We eat, sleep, shit street life
Straight like that
We get knocked by the same ?
Straight like that
in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
This that food
the Lord's blessings will rain down
I pray I stay sane now
I ask 'em question like, who am I right now?
Because I'm still plagued by peer pressure
Craig
I see the crystals in the smoke
No na, baby girl don't you choke
Made an album my first year
By God's grace OTM we going clear
I ain't lazy
Do what I
I don't know that girl
I just had to tell that bitch to move
She like trickin' different niggas she like different color shoes
She ain't classy she
back in jail
For some gang related activity
'Cause everyday, different fools try to get with me
For no more than a color, or territory
Can't
activity
'Cause everyday, different fools try to get with me
For no more than a color, or territory
Can't rehabilitate 'em, that's the sheriff's story
So
records to a totally different audience
I take a precaution that nobody else has
I stickered my album
I made two versions, two versions, two versions
to stay
The weather is changing
Getting colder by the day
I don’t even know what to say
The colors get so grey
Do you know when I pray
When I see you I get
Breaking hearts instead of bread
Something I said
Checkmated by frustration now
Need to be cut loose
A different kind of being lost a sullen cost
(I
offended by this, but that's the market y'all missed
That's the target I'll hit
And that's the heart of my pitch
I wanna do this whole thing different
What
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Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
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Just released another album under the alias Makaveli.
Music insiders are
dirty, broke his heart, cause i'm a filthy rich bitch
That money talk I speak it fluent
Im a bitch goals yeah I keep these hoes influenced
Big buss down
chains on (okay)
Three diamond bracelets, don't get flamed on (baow)
Cribs is outrageous, real different phases (yeah)
Whips like look like spaceships
now I'm styling
Heard this shit, I spent a thousand
Different homes, different islands)
Dropped my mix tape and it sold like an album
Reason why I'm
bigger by the ticket
Got my foot in the door
Same day I got evicted
Different, driven by money and ambition
And let me tell me cross over and transition
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