Lyrics:
after Chris Rock faked the funk for C.B.
Loved it since life and times 3 by Jay-Z
But honestly I was really tuning in to D.
R.A.W.'s how I roll my leaves
Yeah you already know, this Trae mayn
Asshole By Nature, Slow Loud And Bangin'
Doing my motherfucking thang
Feel what I'm saying
This here, for my
you she wavey
Half past crazy
Solange and Jay z (Yeah yeah yeah)
I got money on my mind
Baby money equal time
If i'm distant why crying
Gassing to your
The B.A.G'z
The B.A.G'z
Hollywood Fos
Laady k, Cj Sweets
We only want the
Big
Ass
Grips
I'm not like you
You not like me
I came from the bottom
Now
met you this week
Okay (K) than I, fast forward and then the day went by
No Jays (J) on feet, amazing sky, it was about 5:15
We were in line for
over nothing
Can't let a broke a** n***a push my buttons
And I'll be d****d if I get trapped by a runner
Pistol at the party shout out to my brother
F**k
Tolerate drama, queen, that is a no-no
Suitin' and booted, I'm playin' fuckin' Halo
You niggas so dumb, bitch, I'm tellin' my Beyonce
Love Jay-Z, but shit
R-I-P to R-A-P
E-M-I-N-E-M's back with the D-R-E
And I'm the
S-L-I-M (what?) S-H-A-D-Y (woo)
I'm H-I-G-H (yeah), yeah, baby, high
I'm not
Pay 580 for blow, better believe I have 1160 to show
My dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like Dom?
Maybe this Cristals'll change
Pay 580 for blow, better believe I have 1160 to show
My dough flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z the icon, baby, you like Dom?
Maybe this Cristals'll change
surround-by sound
Paint job cracking cause the punch ain't fade
Jamming that brand new 2Low tape
Windows all smokey, blowing coke-laced seed
I'm throwing up
phased me
I don't care not a man that's above me
I compare to the K Dot Jay-Z's
I compare to what you call G-O-D's
Get some cash fuck a crooked C-O-P
Get
Cause nobody's watching you
Like Queen Latifah's talk show
And as far as being just another rapper
That's over
I'm the Jewish Jay-Z, the Hebrew Hova
ornaments
No Verizon I had that hoe Sprinting
She begging me to be gentle with her kitten
I'm going h.a.m like I'm Jay z and Kanye
I'm on a beach with a freak
Laying a proper ground work's essential to go
From Public Enemy to Tribe Called Quest
To Jay-Z, Diddy, Pharrell, Drake, or Kanye West
To where our world
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
Yeah, DJ Clue AKA, William, M. Holla
With William H. Holla
The world's most infamous
The Holla family nigga
Roc-a-fella Records, c'mon
and taking off with her head
Still The KY be next to the bed, been cut throat I guess
Had more to learn than 'Rone had rocks
And less to lose than H&M stock,
The star of my show
You're the star of my shadow
We gonna fade to "Black" like Jay-Z
But never left the game I'm still here playing with y'all
We can go
Man
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
M-E-T, H-O-D, MAN
Verse One:
Hey, you, get off my cloud
You don't know me and you don't
samobójczych myśli
Jeden powód by dojść do celu i wygrać ten wyścig
To my za szybcy i za wściekli
Dajemy z siebie sto na sto choć ze zmęczenia opadają powieki
Cruising wit my girl and we both feelin lazy
Bumpin this shit like we used to bump Jay Z
Summertime is when y’all should play me
Suns City kids
Ever since we
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
But like Jay-Z said, “It ain't where I've been, it's where I'm about to go.”
You gotta H-U-S-T-L-E
You gotta hustle, baby, just like me
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