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love is yours
All my love is yours
I can lose all but I gotta win on you (gotta win on you)
Sunday morning fxxk it I'm in bad mood coz I miss you but

it[00:57.89]Survival of the fittest, you lose, you die. You up, that's if you make it[01:01.48]She Gon' try to misdirect me I'm knowing that she naughty, that's by

I gotta get to them M's
I gotta win, on the top floor off the Wynn
Las Vegas city of sin, we living big
Go get it again and again
Niggas been talking

the bando or goin' on glides
Don't put it on live (don't put it on live)
Maddest grind, I'm up for hours
Right now I'm sleep deprived (no sleep)
Gotta take

I'll give you a mouthful
You be a breath of fresh air like incense
And I just want a little bit, word to 50 Cent
But if you're down with all them

your contract shows
and fine print, they gotta get back every cent you spent
You content cuz, you do what everybody does
The industry that change you

yeah
See by thru dey face
I'm winnin the race
I do dis shit laid back yeah
Up inna da mornin, I'm way to lit, way to gone
Imma keep goin, gotta pay rent,

He can't hoop at all
He lie bout his stats
Racks come in to tall
Bol ain't tall like that
I'ma win it all want my life like that
Niggas hate at all

walk by
This is why I'm Kosher
Scared to approach her
Pretty mf, I ain't even gon hold ya
Bitches round me dancin
Diamonds on me glisten
Walk up in

serving for a while, but I'm gunning for the crown
Every win I get I'm proud, soak it up
Cause by tomorrow we go straight back down
Flying higher than I

takin a picture for proof (picture for proof)
And you know I just win I can't lose (win, I can't lose)
But I swear I got nun to prove (nun to prove)
But I

working real late
Say u love me ion trust it you don't know my real name
Not a cent up in my pocket
Finna change that In a minute
You callin when I'm ballin

Wrap Sumden

Nelly

Country Grammar

2000

gettin' high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by

You see Biggie be like "What's Beef?"
Me I'm like what's weed?
Weed is actually

on the dollar
Better stay with some sense
'Cause bitches trap for the money
Niggas hit with a grip
I got these charges I'm facing
Lord knows, I'm praying for wins

she tellin' me to chill, I got my 50
I love my mama, that's my soul, make it quick
A nigga nigga till the end
I put that on my mama, we gon' win, yeah

Pump my fist in the air All I Do is Win
I'm a product of His grace we're not the same
Changing lives with this voice is my only aim
I've been dead in

another knot
Keep your bank on swolle and your honey in the pot, bitch

Because I can back it I can't help but talk shit
Feeling like 50 Cent when he

They hate on me now
they hated me then
Gotta go hard you know who I am
Do this for y'all
Never for them
Ayy
For my city I rep
Drop 50 on your head like

Child's Play

Ghostface Killah

Supreme Clientele

2000

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

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

people record conversations is 5-0, so die slow
See here ya go, while you gotta chance
Let a real nigga put a band, on ya hand
Understand I don't bite

all them friends
I've been down on that same road tryna get to a bankroll
Hunnids and them fifties they gon jump in the safe
I don't gotta say a lot you

(Peasant)
Cause I still gotta count all these blessings (Blessings)
Cause I still gotta count all these blessings
From God (God)
Swerve by town and the whip

but it's store money (alright)
Gotta let the money talk for like I don't show money

We're totin' Glocks with circle clips, it hold a fifty
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