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crazy, yeah, go crazy, uh huh, uh huh)
Fight back and I'll put you in a hearse
(Fight back, fight back, what)
Commit the felonies, I'm my worst enemy
shit
Hennessy, she gettin' lit, hoes in threes, splittin' dick
Six deep in Suburbans, totin' felonies, we with the shits
Catch a opp, get the stick,
all walkin' out
Hop on a flight, I'm in Boston, middle of playoffs, they playin' Milwaukee now
Middle of summer, I'm making a bang, rich by December,
Uh. Yup. Yup.

Like it or not I ain't gon' stop til I reach the top/
Cream of the crop. Collectin' this guap and keepin' it locked/
Whatever I drop.
I'm always on time
Like the Swiss time
Painting these walls on my free time This is yours truly i'm i too fine
Baby look at me I'm your top five
It's like that yaw, it's like that yaw
We went from slangin' them pieces to bussin' raps yaw
It don't stop yaw, till we at the top yaw
Me
my felonies

Yeah I put that bitch in a four by the four
Now her friends wanna ride
Having a party bad bitches on sigh
If they ask for the addy vibes
like felonies
Mr. Makaveli straight outta jail to sellin' these
Intoxicated, we duplicated but never faded
Now that we made it, my adversaries is
pedigree
Hood been on my back I'm supported by my enemies
They don't make it out my hood I made it what it was never meant to be
Fighting felony's I really
felonies
Mr makaveli straight outta jail
To sellin' these
Intoxicated, we duplicated but never faded
Now that we made it my
Adversaries is player hatin'
Got
Huh
Fuck what you telling me
okay okay
Nigga I'm not buying what you selling me
Way I'm killing shit it's a felony
Know that I'm the shit is you
Cops got, guns!
They givin' out life like by the tons
Run! If you ain't do shit, you it
That next felony, nigga, it's like three zip
So, run! Hop
1998 Lexus, Dick slangers
Nuts Hangers, from South American
Dom Perignon me a peasant, move on
Can you top a
Nigga with a candy coated helicopter
Move,
too with it
Yeah I'm too with it
Stop that. Get rid of the enemy, and dead em with his top back
Felonies and jealousy will make em Wanna bust back
chasing, I already know it
I'm already flowing, I'm already flowing

I just took the vert over by Birdie with the top off
I'm just trying to see I'm trying
(Top, mm, mm-mm)
Bitch, we sticked up, it's chopper city, yeah (mm, mm-mm)

Look here, felon walkin' with that felony
Gang ties, that's cold case
We
Companied by some niggas bout killin' and all that
Me Cory and Mercy gettin' dunked on
Riding top down so we let the trucks pause
In the jeep ridin' four
Companied by some niggas bout killin' and all that
Me Cory and Mercy gettin' dunked on
Riding top down so we let the trucks pause
In the jeep ridin' four
the end of the day
But at the end of the day you give it to G O D lads
Mans got bro bro on freelance (Freed up)
Got freed up by three glasses
Like Saka your
talk
And those who talk don't know a thing
Men are born soft and turn tough
Dead lay a stiffened heart, I've been kissed by God
I've been hurt, I've
better than great, heh heh
Uh in fact, I might just be top five
All-time, or at least top ten, well
Maybe nine minus five, divided by two
Minus the amount
music
Boy I got me a temper I hope I lose it
Hope I move some units
Old and Jewish money
I been goin thru it
Cope by doin funny shit
Might lose a lung
a felony I beat up the case
You can tell I'm hungry by the way I eat up the bass
It's a cold world, watch how I heat up the place
2012 niggas really had
Yeah niggas!
Who the fuck you thought it was?
It's ya nigga Jay muthafuckin Rock, top dog!
Before I get started
Let me get a rest in peace to my

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