Lyrics:
it down now, make a claim to the clout
It's a shame you're about
Jacking my style
And trying to act wild while dressed like a Kyle
Coming out London
Time to wash the dirt
Moving swiftly like a scud
Blowing up
In my head
With anxiety
Anxiously taking my time
Patiently waiting
Like I'm 50 cent
For my
the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that the game's over
For me to move forward from here on I need 50
I ain't talking
news
Walking dollar sign I cant keep it in the piggy bank
S and P 500 I get 10 percent on this
They judge me by my medicine cant even fuck with this
I
swear, word to Will
But I'ma chill, rhymes'll kill
Niggas know the style when I freak the profile
Asiatic Child, yo
Grand Wizard on the side of me
Get
nobody til somebody kills you
You're nobody, til somebody, kills you
(I don't wanna die, God tell me why)
You're nobody, til somebody, kills you
(I don't
Flo-Rida's up next, Got Black Eyed Peas on my playlist
Busta Rhymes "Break Ya Neck" DAMN...
Rick Ross Til im paid man, 50 Cent with the flex
Won't
into O'Malley's
Said, "O'Malley I have a thirst"
O'Malley merely smiled at me
Said "You wouldn't be the first"
I knocked on the bar and pointed
I’ll stand behind this shattered glass
I feel like 50cent
I never worry
Cuz I know somethings are imminent
I guess I gave em what they needed
They ain’t
whining like a bad baby
So I devour them for breakfast like a fat lady
But they gave me indigestion 'cause I'm eating junk (Junk)
Motherfucker emphasize
it scared to go outside
I'm from a city
Where the skinny niggas ride
Where we don't talk no
Shhhhhh
Be Quite
This ain't no movie nigga
I ain't
50 cent
that you still lyin[00:12.61]All about that money, that shit cap your pockets still cryin[00:15.66]Heard he said that Jus God gave him dap, crazy he
the scriptures gave me mo’ knowledge than college
Boy I went to college
They told me, that I was Afro-American
But their history was rewritten by Edomites
With
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[NEVVAR]
I’M GONE
THESE DRUGS WEARING ME DOWN, DOWN
I SUBCONSCIOUSLY SQUASHED THESE EARTHLINGS’ STYLE
SO I’M GOING TO THE CLUB
the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that the game's over
For me moving forward from here on I need 50
I ain't
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
the rest
Pick 'em off one by one 'til ain't none left
Got baddies on my roster and they gorgeous (damn she bad)
Call me Zeus, I got that power, I'm important
you're going where I'm going you can ride with me
If you listen to my music you can vibe with me
If your style looking fly you can stand with me
If you try
While she's tryna film me
We stay high on God we never poppin pillies
Ambition the same to make a couple milli
My girl better than your girl nigga you
Something special, unforgettable,
50 Cent (cent), Justin (tin), Timbaland (land), god damn (damn)
She she, she want it, I want to give it to her
ain't breaking loose
These niggas be lemons on God they be sour
I'm feeling like fifty cent I got the power
I Run my own business fuck paid by the hour
when I dream I'm not lonely
Who's Your Daddy?
Chain up the beast
They gave me a job so he could never get out and so the beast sits there
Dreaming
the Cartier to Wale
Then I gave Meek Mill a Range Rover
Told Warner Brothers that the game's over
For me to move forward from here on I need 50
I ain't talking
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