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What you tryna cop?
You know we still 'Got It!'
Not foldin' like Shotti
I'm gone just like Gotti
I smell like a party, next door right by 12, where

the trap protect yo neck
I shine, straight up outta Chattanooga yes
I shine, represent yo represent yo set
Been shining hard since way back 
20 albums I made

nobody
This is real world where violence becomes the best hobby
I'm Building my own world, ima boss like Yo Gotti, I'm different
Make it happen like Magic,

And know you'd be my love
If it was up to me
Say they broke yo heart
I'm tryna fix it
Take it
Piece by pieces
No you can't rush love
You gotta take the shit

and I'm cooking up a storm
Two years later and I'm cooking on the wok yeah
Twenty years later they waiting for the album drop yeah
When they gonna catch me,

like making paper
If I’m feeling down she gon get me up
I be going up
I can’t stop til n*ggas really up 
Polo by the colors, every month Ima switch it up

you? You’re a Nobody
How I calculate numbers I’m Robotic 
I got that tool just like O’Reilly
I got that juice just like Yo Gotti
Wait! Woah! I love my

a scrimmage 
I dropped the album got right back to work cause I ain't finished 
So f*** the intermission, keep the break I'm well replenished 
They playin'

Griselda Blanco

Bitch I’m on the block and I need a profit 

Niggas really tripping fuck ya and yo potnas 

Nigga talking crazy fuck right we mop ya 

Nigga

at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out

Almost There

Mr. Hudson

The Manuscript

2017

the reason I'm alive today
That's no exaggeration, I'm just glad you're listening
Me and Dion got more soul than your grandma kitchen
And we been cooking up

himself
I was in the kitchen washing dishes by my lonesome
I was in the kitchen mixing biscuits now I'm grown up
I was bromancing with my niggas not a Jonas

(Aight Matt)
(Two choices)
(Stay inside)
(With nothing to do)
(Or go outside)
(And possibly die)
(Yo life is hard bro)

Aight I'm laying

U can't tell me shit 
Ion owe ah niggah nothin'
I got it out the mud 
In the kitchen with the stuffin
Posted on block 
With the killers out here

sounds
Run thru ya shit lay erri body down

Touchdown like I'm Yo Gotti
Niggaz done bought 100 straps
But ain't shot nobody
Fuck you sayin nigga
Pops in

They Don't Really Know Bout Dro

Young Dro

Best Thang Smokin'

2006

though

Tech jump out when I'm bustin' but I can aim though
Make a hundred thou if you touch it you get yo brains blowed
M and M, Regal the fuck is you

All in My Mind

Eightball & MJG

On Top of the World

1995

demons in tha mirror
Wicked as fuck feeling like a Murder & Killa
Witness I'm on the defense like Johnny Cochran
NOW GIVE UP YO THANGS MISTA, before

Simmons Incorporated

Run-D.M.C.

Crown Royal [Clean]

1999

{Aight, what's goin on, what's goin on
What's the deal pa, where you headed son?}
(Yo I'm bout to go to the studio and lay smash hit
Wit my Uncle Run, boy)

Yo album was mid, that's why it be flopping
Put that shit on the block cuz it's due for some chopping
Man I'm tired of hating on bitches
But now they

you this address
Bitch I'm Simon and I says
Bring yo friends, bring yo rents'
Know yo momma got that wet
Ouhh Mates
You know I don't disappoint
You fuck

just think niggas are lost
I wrote an album bout love
But I’ll still let that 40 applaud
Clap at you niggas I don’t fw frauds
I just might snap if yo

in a place
Or buss up the whole place, betta buckle up
Befo I have yo Mami standin ova ya cold face
Ready to puck her up!
I'm so straight - I got my

the kitchen (started off in the kitchen)
Showed me once and I was payin' attention
Ask the trenches, they gon' say I'm the realest (say I'm the realest)

Pendulum power,
Like Solomon's ring,

How could you think,
I could be stopped by man?

So many bodies in my iMac Pro,
So many bodies on my MacBook, yo,

So