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cribs go install
Elevators, floor to floor
Need it all nothing more
Rolodex full of different cities that a King been in
With an asterisk by the baddest

shit (uh) (other shit) 

G Herbo rich as fuck, but I want a hundred M's
Crib in the hills, straight up out the field, drillin' with a gun in hand (no

darkens and the clouds start to form
That's when you see an underground king bring the storm
Settin' out the bait like he's goin' for the kill
With black

to rinse without blood of king of kings
He swings from limb to limb of his idolatrees
The breed of his diseased h-e-a-r-t

You reap and soul
To stop

Somethings coming up the hallway
Out of the left field lane, hey
My stomachs turning from the vermin up-skirt observing
Power hungry tryna draw the curtains

by what we know and we know too much
You can blind your eyes,  plug years, and cut out your tongue
You can turn away if it's all too much

For in our

[Ruk:]
Ill Will...yeah yeah yo...Queensbridge niggas...crud love baby..

[Verse 1: Ruk]
Aiyo, I zone out
feelin' like I'm in Capone's house
starin'

Fresher Than Ever

Young Money

Rise of an Empire

2014

Yea, Number one in that field nigga
We out there shining and trappin'
Just know it's real out there,
Be real out there
Stacks on top of stacks
Bitches,

Pray for me it's hard to lie 
Ben's death left me lost 
Polaroids all on the wall 
(Yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
When I fall who am I to call 
When I'm on my

so I play the role of drug dealers, lung killers, couple felons, no vision
In sight of mind im walking blind and footsteps left behind
By anyone it

take me by surprise
I live the life of a soulja nigga fucc the Lion I'm the king of jungle I'm in the field I stay ready to rumble maintaining and still

City Streets

Spice 1

Spice 1

1992

to strain your eyes
Got to the corner, hit a left, seen the HPD
That's when I knew that they were after S-p-i-see-e
Turned up my music and dashed, goin'

a bigger herd
Live a little birdy
No mumbling you heard it
Keep in line
And call me Berk
The Turkish God
Noone better in e-rappin
This fight was done from

knocking bitch don't look out the window
They niggas so shook up scared to look up probably forgot they agenda
cnd bitch you shark food in the water you

powered by the phantom when I'm dropping them anthems 
Through 48 volt it's even got its own pulse 
Electrostatic field with mini lightning bolts 
Test

bitch fucked (mm)
He think he lit 'cause he got money, nigga, fuck you
A big gorilla, even by myself, like King Kong (King Kong)
Yeah (yeah), I still

of what swag is
Is that when ya bank account get built up so high
that everybody come out tryin to sue you so they can
get their piece of the pie?
Is that

right, the flood gates have opened
On your left a feeling encroaching
That you'll be found out, it's a matter of time 
A moral transgression, a holy war

todo e lo f'okanbale (because your own is the most reliable one)
Kekere ola e irorun, eyi topo ninu ola e ike (small out of your wealth is comfort,

I got wounded in the field I never left the fight
I move wit poles that leave you froze a have you petrified
Grenades the size of gatorades a fill you

figured out how to soar!)
And I’m fucking coming for more

I’m my favorite actor
I’m my favorite rapper
Lately I been feeling real fucking dapper
On ya left

to get right in
Im writing (naa) but bros in the pen
Don't do lead but we loaded with them
She picture perfect 10 out of 10 like ben
tik tok then slow it

And the king
Has that price to pay
I left sun slump
Guess it is your darkest night
Karate chop two servants
Plot twisted
By a human knight

You might die
By this

drop some saliva on it
And then you spit it back in my mouth
Sent you back to your nigga he know where you been
He can tell by the stains that I left