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Im from harlem money talks and snitches lay in holes like basements
Covered by dirt that's all we taut
If u real u will circle tight no holes
do not have a budget
Money in my pockets more money via debit
Affiliate with leaders 'cause I'm a man of action
Loyal by any mean, power my only
fast
Girl better blow ain't in my class
What, do you think I make t-shirts for
These little stupid ragged hoes with no
What you wearing that t-shirt for,
nothing but the skin I'm in
You can put it on a t-shirt
I don't care, I don't care, I'm over it
What kind of t shirt are you wearing today man
Is that
renaissance
And I know that my debutantes
Been keeping the legacy going
By flowing so involuntarily seamless
Me and my team is finally reaping
What we been
sister's rent last month, man, that was great
My grandpa thought I wouldn't graduate
Now I'm selling out shows and he's stoked
And it shows all in his face
I
fucking grown now i was a little-ass
Kid in 2009 i've figured shit out
– well not figured shit out that's
Ridiculous not in some pretentious way
Just
Yo man, you gotta be, you know
You gotta be on to die, man, what's up with that?
Yo bro-shot
Yeah, word up bro-shot
Uh, we need some brothers
Yo man, you gotta be, you know
You gotta be on to die, man, what's up with that?
Yo bro-shot
Yeah, word up bro-shot
Uh, we need some brothers
and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go
and the great man Mannie Fresh
So what I want y'all out there to do for me is say this
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go DJ, 'cause that's my DJ
Say go
you, you don't know who or what I can do
Cookin' dope and countin' 18 by 6, that's 6-1-8
Brought in this world, cold and alone, make sure you get
down so quickly
I draw pistols with no pencils
You know what I'm here for, that's to get dough
Hotter than six niggas in a Pinto with the vents closed
and ruby away.
You know, those little tiny moving lights.
And she knew that one of them was... well you know.
Man, I've got to tell you about the adventure
as well get ill
I walked in the house, the Big Bad Fresh Prince
But Freddy killed all that noise real quick
He grabbed me by my neck and said, ";Here's
won't get to say "that's wrong"
That I won't "man up; move along"
'Cause some days all I do is cry
And if that disqualifies me, then I
Will sing
zags, dressed like pimps
And axe Ohio Players once again
Can we sample the funk?
Y'know we don't want to wear it out
We just want to lil' piece,
mention me
Thorns in my side are just pricks
A waste of energy call me what you want
Ain’t phased by my title
Believe a notebook, I’ll lie on any Bible
I’m
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinking about the government
The man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
pride and get in
On what we making
This greatness
Staged before the good
And the heinous
And man, they gonna hate you
For being something that they ain't
and gems instead of Christianity hymns
Then walk past him to see my man Marco Polo who works in sports stuff
Your two shirts that's tough, a baldie
I told you boys Juicy J is on that M-Town
Got that cheese coming in choking green by the pound
I'm rolling with the Three 6, let 'em peep this
Make
For I'm quick on the trigger and I brook no disputes
I will take what I fancy and burn all the rest
cnd leave you like cdam in your innocence dressed
I woke up one late autumn morn
To a knocking at my door
And a man dressed in importance
Well he handed me a scroll
The writing was of elegance
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