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Street, nigga, Roosevelt
(Track life forever, ever)
This the project I bang, look

I drive to school with a Taurus-9 (Stop playin'), bitch, I'm out here

Sky's the Limit

The Notorious B.I.G.

Hot Mixx

1997

want (oh, whoa, yes)

After realizin' (uh-huh), to master enterprisin' (uh-huh)
I ain't have to be in school by ten, I then (woo)
Began to encounter,

Sky's the Limit

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death

1997

want (oh, whoa, yes)

After realizin' (uh-huh), to master enterprisin' (uh-huh)
I ain't have to be in school by ten, I then (woo)
Began to encounter,

Sky's the Limit

The Notorious B.I.G.

Life After Death [Clean]

1997

want, be what you want (oh, whoa, yes)

After realizin' (uh-huh), to master enterprisin' (uh-huh)
I ain't have to be in school by ten, I then (woo)

janky money
Rob you because my day is bad 
Bitch I'm getting granny money 
You and all these rappers are gay 
I think that makes you family or something

option
Get peter rolled if u tryna rob em 
ON MY BULLS SHYT like Mike Jordan,  scottie  pippin, Dennis rodman
Late night I was block spinning
Demons dont

I can say his name 'cause he ain't dead (Wooski)
How you let a nigga vouch for you who just got out the feds?
Sneaking pics by Von mural like lil

with Murder Inc. and hit you with a song-a-day

[Chorus]
We gon' beat yo' ass DOWN (4x)

*Royce talking*
I don't even want you lil' punks to think I'm

broad day, no Corona mask (what you want?)
Rob who, take what? Nigga, you ain't gotta ask (what you want? Bitch ass niggas)
Split a nigga wig with

touched, the fuck y'all want

From rob men that rob grown men
And be the one hustlin' 'til the one come in
The worst niggaz cock back and spit for gin
'Til

situations like Hibachi in Huaraches
Throw out my block heat, episodes I saw good times
Then I turned into Happy Days for all the Chachis who tried to block

the door
So what you got a gun for?
Do you rob the rich and give to the poor?
Yo Daddy-O, school em some more

Straight from the mouth of Wise and Daddy-O
Do

out my body
Had to double back again cuz we ain't get da ones dat shot em
Drive-by imma shoot at da driver, dem lil niggas was dead on arrival
My whole

of promise to mom bout the bread that I make
Learn by the day all the problems I face
And I still keep in place
Pack coming in, have it gone by the day
Still

lil niggas just cop rooms
Bitch the difference is im living you niggas just stop through
Getting money so damn early that niggas forgot school
Niggas

on em
I might flex on a bitch with my new lil Shorty
I know that all of my Ex’s sick the way I blew up on em (Ehh)
And you know I’m strapped so you better

know ima rob em
Slime a nigga out whats the problem
Don't play with my money I need every dollar
Pretty lil light-skin bitch I call her ass Nina

fighting
Plug pulled up when I ran out of wok
Call that good timing
Placed a hit on Friday he was dead by Saturday
Spiderman ain't here to save you
Imma rob

I should give them all my love
But it turns out they would rob me even just for lil dubs
Fake motherfuckers in the dust
I ain't pull up to the party

probably had took her 
I kept telling homie just go back to school 
Cuz she in these streets they don't play by no rules 
Only thing he seeing is the money

chime in, Panic at the Disco
762 out the Drac', I'ma hit those
Truth hurts
Let the bitch sing like I'm Lizzo
Who worse? Nobody
We rob a nigga to see how

days a week thinkin one day you gon get by a lil
7.5 hours of practice a day then realize doing 
30 hours a month jus to eat brings you back to days in

could copy any line you bake
Rhyme rythm beat
You name it every note of it
Fake*** amateur
Mumbleing like lil pump
Lil xan lil aspirine whatever
Lil dumb

a pit
Lil' bro gettin' bred off them songs, you ain't makin' shit
If I drop some songs, hit the road, I'ma make a list

gotta cop a rolls, fuck some hoes,