Lyrics:
shit
Not no Yeezy for my own Billie Eilish that's Jay No Z
You say you love me how could you do this
I won't hear your excuses
Yeah you betray me
Hundred thousand for the AP, you crazy
I done turned your whole gang to a baby
I'm making money, Yea I'm feeling like I'm Jay Z
But this ain't funny,
was waist deep
Bad bitch she tried to rape me
I remember when the tables turned around they used to play me
Now I got the blueprint like I'm Jay-Z
I
For my nigga Fred Jordan drank something
Smoke something up in Heaven run it
Now-a days everybody gangsta, okay
Tell ya what's gangsta is this fuck
of 9
11 feeling like November 9th 'Cuz I
I got that shit that makes Rick Ross go (Huh)
Make Jay-Z go (Yup) make Kanye Go (haah?)
I know you're at a loss
Robię wszystko, by z życia był sen
Wychodzę z miejsca, gdzie nie chciałbyś wejść (okej)
Straty nie ważne, gonię po zer sześć
Z żadną kurwą mnie nie jara
radę wiesz to
Na przyjaźń dumę godność nacisk kładę chuj z resztą
Dopóki nie opuszczą trumien nie trudno to zrozumieć
Robimy to tak by sufit spadł wam
(Jay-Z)
Pass the dutchie if you was ill
Take one to the grizzill
Tell me what you fizzill
It's like a complicated puzzle unravelin', mind travelin',
Wassup Wassup
Not a lot just me and my cup
And we popping like narcotic Drugs
Wilding out acting like a Couple of thugs
Yeah Wassup Wassup
Not a lot
these niggas they all trash
I double down my foot up on they necks niggas bugging out
She ask me how I handle all my problems I thug it out
These niggas
Pimp C like Jay-Z and Bun B you know I’m big pimping
I trap like a farmer got onions got trees can’t forget about the chickens
Horse power that foreign
love
Ooh, ooh, ooh
And I know you the one
Ooh
She's my baby
Yeah, she is my lady
We are like no other
Not Beyonce or Jay-Z
When I look into her eyes
She
like I'm JAY-Z (brrt)
You ain't choppin', you ain't poppin', you want some motion, join CG (grrt)
I put a silencer on my glee, my gun don't get seen
John Studd, my middle name Mud
Dirty water flow, too much for you thug
They can't stand the flood, what up, doc?
Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd,
John Studd, my middle name Mud
Dirty water flow, too much for you thug
They can't stand the flood, what up, doc?
Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd,
John Studd, my middle name Mud
Dirty water flow, too much for you thug
They can't stand the flood, what up, doc?
Hold big gun like Elmer Fudd,
The Clipse, Jay-Z, these men inspired me to write
What up Rah Diggah, Jean Grae, Rhapsody, Mystic told me this was the life
Crime Mob, Lil Jon and Three Six
rock her hips to the bass, then she take a sip
When she wave
And wanna get wit' Lil' Jay
After she dance on dat pole
I pull my can so quick and fast
When
drop bars on them beats so dope its i'm like Jay to the kwa(Kiss sound)
The 4 fif always stay in my draws
For them haters thinking everything sweet until
generation getting schooled by youth
I would never never imagine
Watching people die to justify the reaction
Looking at my peers why you lacking compassion
a fighter you can catch me in the fuckin ring
Mike Tyson on a bitch quick on my feet
Jay Z with the script longevity
2pac with the thug life mentality
I love
like Jay Z
Pick that bitch like a daisy
Took a shot at Ariana
I know she'll like my grande
Not tryna belittle
But I don't just have a little
Held me
Deep
that Jay-Z and Nas beef doesn't involve me
I'm sorry, legal hustle, Infamous affiliated
last rapper to test me I humiliated
and for your information
popping bottles why?
But It was half my fault coz I was by your side? (When I'm sitting by myself I wonder)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Now jam along if
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