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Not talkin bout 50 cent man
Not talkin bout 50 cent
But that goes right over your head while I'm
Lookin out the window, I just wanna go outside
Starin

anymore
Uh uh, baby
Mm, listen
Say I don't feel no pain, it doesn't hurt inside
And I'm doin' better on my own, whoa

So if you see me, walk on by

Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by

shit
Mama always made a way to make me feel rich
We was broke as shit
Cold cuts always made a nigga choke n shit
As a kid I ain't neva know that broke

Moving bricks in bricks and mortar
Just to get cents, get cents
When shit gets harder, God feels so distant, distant
It's always gon' be some resistance,

get it in girl

[50 cent]
I bet to you it may feel like I'm in a rush
Give it to you how you want it until you've had enough
Bottles of champagne, I'll

even say I'm fighting demons cause they out here walking wit me
Only twenty-five with cents
Now I'm feeling like I'm fifty
Many men around me so I need

Gangsta ****

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy

2003

and don't know who to blame

A nigga told me, "Do your dirt all by your lonely"
So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 couldn't even hold me
I'm waiting,

Gangsta ****

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

dirt all by your lonely"
So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 couldn't even hold me
I'm waiting, anticipating to put a nigga under
Smoking like we some

Tony Yayo Explosion

G-Unit

50 Cent Is the Future

2001

[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause

Pittsburgh Sound

Wiz Khalifa

Show and Prove

2007

wife dig me
Game try and hit me
Kick game like 50 cent
Niggas wanna play games I quickly
Mob with a squad that will bang y'all wit' me
And they want

for 50-50
Cause I ain't sharing this smokage no sharing yo do you get me
Do you get me when I say that shit is real good
Every time I light that shit

Hot Shower

Chance the Rapper

The Big Day

2019

shit don't even make no fucking sense
Like having fuckin' arguments for payin' 50 extra cents for barbecue
Saucing on the workers at McDonald's
I

ain't, Beat oppression
With, Music, Til, It hurts
Sight, For the mind, Have a good time!

I represent, Educated
Underpaid working
Class poor
Overruled, By

back and forth with me, not adding up, like abacus
Thought that I could be 50 Cent, but can’t get 'half a buck'//
"do a nigga have, what it takes to be

cain't say no 
Klahoma, make you say Oh
Text me I'm ready to go 
Countdown, I'm ready to blow 

54321 
Fuck it up and have some fun
I'm from the 409
Left

distress
Now all this mackin’ I been dealing in got me stacking my dividends
A pocket full of change I gave 50 cent out to many men 
I slam my doors my

donuts in my neighborhood, it made me feel good
I swore I would never do that shit again, but still do it
I feel better with no IG but I'm too big

the flow ADHD my mentally
No telling where we'll go 50 cent wings at the Applebee's
I'm tryna get rich and act broke that's my mentality
All of my songs be

make me feel confined
Always fuckin' stuck behind
What I invisioned in my mind
Damn
Why does it feel like I'm second rate
Even though the shit I create

Back in the mix again just for the hell of it
Stop hittin' my line always trying to be relevant
Not fifty cent, but I've been tried by many men
Yeah,

on the side
While we take that ride
We on the way to get the pack
So we can count more stacks
I can't go back broke
Kuz that shit make me choke
I'm trapping

You a window shopper ain't got 50 cent
All black Batman coupe my nigga robbing
If he got a problem now he don't exist
She wit all sorts of niggas she

50's
All about the Benji's, competition can't fuck with me
I woke up this morning, bussed down a swisher
I woke up this morning, bussed down a swisher