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[Intro - Los]
I’m on a PJ and my PJ is with a QP of that KU
SH IT you need ID when they play you

[Verse 1 - Yung Berg]
Yeahhh, legggo
Several times these fraud niggas try to come at me on fuck shit
But I bounce back on these niggas
Gave they hoes that one dick
Left the club with Ray J
And gave two hoes one wish
Five star, getting dough
Spent two hunnit on one bitch
And your hoe like damn I seen him
Shopping with a bitch in Memis?
Only came for the bitches and the drinks
Trey Songz, T.I., two reasons
Bow hard bet Louis Vuitton
They greeting me with Rose
Just left K. Smith crib bout to link with Meek can’t Rozay
And I’m bout, I’m bout it, these bitches know I’m bout it
Had a table with Rihanna
Can’t see cause the shit too crowded
Brought my bitch here and her bitch here
Plus she brought her friends here
Rolling like a wheelchair
Me and my nigga Sincere, go!

[Hook - Yung Berg & Los]
A hunnit racks, fuck is that?
I drop it back, she threw it back
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
Hunnit racks, fuck is that?
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap

[Verse 2 - Los]
Look
Just grabbed that Medina
Bout to snatch the summer
That bitch black on black like Whoopi fucking Danny Glover
Fucked up that Medina
Had to snatch the Bentley
That bitch triple white I call it Janet, Jack and Chrissy
She said “Oh my god you sexy
Los, your styles the nicest”
I don’t pop no Britney but I pop that Miley Cyrus
I dropped her too she popped her too
Her girlfriend I pop her too
Got the proper dick and when I drop the shit
Now I’m the one she screaming pop her to
I go ham, ham
All red drop top Lamb
She got that wham, bam
Then when she drop that shit, god damn
My drop top on rollerblades
My niggas in Paris
And we going cray (cray) (cray) (cray)

[Hook - Los & Yung Berg]
A hunnit racks, fuck is that?
I drop it back, she threw it back
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap
Hunnit racks, fuck is that?
All we do is trap, all we all we do is trap

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man i got dumb hoes, stupid bands
the guts red but the coupe is tan
if a slut wit it, ima scoop her damn
and have her “draggin balls”(dragon balls) no super saiyan
make her pussy whistle like a flute was playin
at my “crib tonight”(kryptonite) no superman
get it kryptonite, superman im in a new sedan
and bumpin luther van(vandross)
i make her grip, break a cheque
make your bitch break her neck
handle you niggas that wont even break a sweat (woop)
hit your breaks, slow it down, your shit was fake
lil nigga, big mistake, im the shit whats the big debate
my niggas in the kitchen got shit to bake
bitch im nuts like christmas cake
i said cut ur single and drop it
everything bout to slow up
got krispy kreme in my pocket
in other words my donuts
she go nuts when im in her thang
no luck wit chu minute man
my city told me go kill you niggas
so i told the coach to put me in the game

i say i ball i swag i grind i floss
i cop these cars pop tags i shine take off

okay i took a loss, not again
drop my top to get oxygen
from the bottom got to win
i told em what a happen if they box me in

and then im whoopin ass whoopin ass
whoopin ass, im whoopin ass
whoopin ass whoopin ass
whoopin ass, im whoopin ass

i cop the drop, drop the top
switch the lane, hit the gas
hit the door, flip the cash
niggas know im whoopin ass

okay runway fashion dolce
white girl give me windpipe
bitch might think im o.j
ro-ro-rozay
call it rolex, hoes say
let me see that rockband like i got tickets to coldpay
wait(wait), oh god,
all my diamonds go off,
if i start fist pumpin it look like im throwin snowballs
i like short skirts , no panty plz
i make the pussy overheat she need antifreeze
i fan it off then light it up again
and make a pit stop and tighten up her friend

i said i break a bitch back make her bring the bitch back
when she think of this dick she gon bring up this track
im a king in the matt(mattress) do my thing while you slack
on your pimpin you slippin i bring the attack

woo
hit your breaks slow down your shit was fake
lil nigga big mistake im the shit whats the big debate

i say i ball i swag i grind i floss
i cop these cars pop tags i shine take off

okay i took a loss, not again
drop my top to get oxygen
from the bottom got to win
i told em what a happen if they box me in

and then im whoopin ass whoopin ass
whoopin ass, im whoopin ass
whoopin ass whoopin ass
whoopin ass, im whoopin ass

i cop the drop, drop the top
switch the lane, hit the gas
hit the door, flip the cash
niggas know im whoopin ass

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yo, yo, yo
I need the entire world to hear me right now
The entire world, baby!
Los!
I just came here tonight to celebrate the…

Chorus:
I came up (came up)
Got mine (got mine)
Making heart break (heart break)
Now it’s my time (my time)
If God willing to hit me off the…
The Lord is ….because I’m…
I ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (with my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(with my hoodie on)
I ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(with my hoodie on)

God gave us the ability to love
They took it from us and gave… I still needing drugs
And if you’re not feeling me, my father got murder
Fifty years ago ..I still need a hug!
True shit! Is like I lost the best friend that I had
So in return, he returned me this…
This willing is dry
This fire …ambitious, so willing to ride
For this feeling I’m feeling my heart
If ..riding with me, I’m willing to…
Like a wrestler for his one shot
Feeling like.. on the long before the punch shot!
I ain’t getting my… no good on
They just wanna kill me cause I put my hood on!
But fuck whatever they’re on
I forever put my hood on!

Chorus:
I came up (came up)
Got mine (got mine)
Making heart break (heart break)
Now it’s my time (my time)
If God willing to hit me off the…
The Lord is ….because I’m…
I ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(wit my hoodie on)
I ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(wit my hoodie on)

The dash on my Maserati is digital
You got them asking if my Versaci original
I pick him pose for the paparazzi …
My reason… made.. look pitiful.
Staring at my ….windows with sealed curtains
reminiscent while my momma was still working
The block that I’m from, the way that I live
And I probably never change, that’s the way that it is!
So I’m giving out love in exchange for the war
And I’m lifting up my hood like I’m changing the world…
I can’t get you sunshine, and the mist and the rain
All I can offer is a smile and the…
…I forever put my hood on!

Chorus:
I came up (came up)
Got mine (got mine)
Making heart break (heart break)
Now it’s my time (my time)
If God willing to hit me off the…
The Lord is ….because I’m…
I ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(wit my hoodie on)
I ride (wit my hoodie on)
I hustle (wit my hoodie on)
Damn right, I represent the struggle
(wit my hoodie on)

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Los, some call me the king
Now from my manicure hands to my toe back
I’m so bad, my grammar my vocab,
My menace, my whole swag
Dog please, from my hearts beat is stories
Leaving odds beat by large leaps to god, beat the glory
If aside of me is… ain’t a fucking way that you can clown me
I’m so hot even summer play it cool around me
I sweep the town like a king baby peep the crowd
Who else you know can tell a skyscraper keep it down
But that ain’t bout shit, my style just appeal fresher
I’m really bout this, my outfit is pure …
Watch them off bitch, these ain’t Guccies they Wyat …
But fuck it, if it was shit on a stick I’d make it look fly as hell
I say I got mopeds that’s …for us to go tonight
He says he got mopeds, this niggas’ on a motorbike
But fuck it, pop a willy throw the deuce up
If you pimping tell your bitches pop a pill and pour some juice up
I’m too puffed on the track, I need to calm down
I’m so over the top I climb a mountain for the climb down
Yeah I said climb down nigga, my work has just begun
Why celebrate on top of a mountain if I ain’t fucking done?
I’m the one I be … to asume, you still be mountain climbing when I’m dancing on the moon
Success loves to hide but I go seek
Ever if I set my passion down, it would grow feet
I’m talking walk, crawl, jog nigga, run to me
And I ain’t gotta run game, it really run through me
She said ain’t you Los but what it do nigga?
You feel that breeze I say yeah BooBoo, I’m a cool nigga
Now she staying honest reach as far as she know
I could stand on a beach and make a palm tree blow
Speaking of blow, … show
Told her give me some head, and she … to go
… put it deep in her throat, titties and ass need to be on the pole
The type to get high but she freak on the low
Pick a spot on the map and the weekend we go, and we gone
Body so soft and I’m blowing that strong
Got me saying I do like go in this song
I do, I do, I would, I will
For your love, who should I kill?
How good I feel I kill myself
I’m fresh to death, I killed myself
You don’t get it, feel myself
Fresh to death, I kill myself
I’m still myself but who are you?
Bitch you sound like so and so, rapping bout such and such
I wish your motherfucking flow would grow
No chance, nigga so … down if you put them in the ground
They’d probably grow plants, call it flowers for the dead
Yeah bitch, I’m far out, like I’m hours from the crib
I heard when it get thick, you turn diva
Me I’m riding out, and I ain’t making you turn…
Bet you turn zebra when them lions out there
Take your stripes like a tiger, leave you lying out there
Hold up, wait a minute nigga, come back
I said, whoa, and I slow that down, had to speed that up
I’m just restyling nigga what the fuck
This shit was over a long time ago
But fuck it, I said it’s time to show these niggas that I care, I care
I make home look good like I’m …
Damn nigga, this is my year, my year
And it feels so good, say yeah baby, it feel so good
I said I’m … to you motherfuckers
I’m bout to bring it to you motherfuckers
I do, I do, I do, I do
I said I do, I do, I do, I do
I said I do, I do, I do, I do.

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Swag city bitch
I said it’s swag city bitch!
And I’m back, back, yeah
Check it, uh!
Nigger slide to decide, let her fly your guy in
As I like that ass up like a flier …
Put high shit out like I’m fire fighting
In my funeral you couldn’t been as live as I am
And I promise I am,
my swag ain’t even from this mother fucking planet
I’m surprised that I am.
Niggers want a better me, but not like…
Cause I’m the best dot, but dot like period.
Use the fucking business, this magazine cover gorgeous
My …covered with models, my… covered in horses
Mother fucker is gorgeous
And the winners push the… and cover ‘em …
I got it covered, you couldn’t cover a portion
I’m killing you, son
I hope my assurance cover a portion
Cause I’m on that bullshit, and ain’t sick of…
I’m doping stuff in your nose with that shit that come in your pack
..they better show me respect
Cause I’m headed up to my neck, like a nigger covered in…
It mixes me up with this… there’s a track my energy
Trying to do me, but they lack identity
Black ass… just to throw ice on a face, like a nigger with a black …
I black out, you niggers back out to me
I pass out… you pass out physically.
Stick with me, …lame ass mind
Every bitch you see me with, playing a lame… dime
Make ‘em knock the world down between a Louis and a Gucci
So I could shut the bull at the same damn time
You’re a train, I’m a plane, you’re playing…
Need to watch too, you watch to play … you need…
she give a lot of brain, and they ain’t got one!
Stop some son, someone… all the number one option
…niggers better group up, … yeah niggers troop up!
Get your …jewelery together, shine your coops up
Pop your pills and all your Cush, pour your juice up
Cause when I put this… and lace these boots up
All that fly shit, don’t fly, just…
I just want that… and I’m…
Thinking about that Grammy, got Sammy so seduced up
Yes, she got a … little mammy getting scooped up
I fuck her in Miami, let her pennies in my new truck.
Ask her about me, I just smashed the beat
Looking like… my bitch looking like fashion week
Plus that’s what it look like looking in my closet
You’re going… bitch, I look like a deposit.
..when it’s looking at the projects
Take a step back, bitch, you’re looking at their process
Some will see the.. some will see the objects
So my object is for you to see my progress.
I guess I’m more… you can feel it in the air, I’m a billionaire …
Swag city bitch, swag city bitch
Is bad boy, yeah I’m with Diddy, bitch!
Swag city bitch, swag city bitch
I’m king… you know the shit!

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I am chilling out you can hardly see
.. you know what it is I keep in more
And the way I pass the microphone to the right
Is the … I came to tell you ..
Plus I got the ghetto hot .. there i go
There I go again we are gonna take it to the city
Mess whit my homie … you know I am loco
.. crazy .. I hustle like a polo .. oh no ..
Hero go crazy .. work the way messing with the boy
In of state out of state .. you better get me cause I get
Your girl out of date .. you know what is going on
I eat them up I chew them up
.. I am doing crazy now
What’s gonna happen
They are gonna call .. better hold me
They say I am crazy every flow coming down the …
No trouble with me … in my space shot out with me
I am so thrill .. I am so necklace my Versace is precious
I got the Rolex … I got that shot boy
I stay walled I swear the goodness
I got ti cause I am the hardest .. you ..
Turning I am in a .. tell them got the 44
Done where they see me .. I can swim under water
So I get more sound I am like Tom Cruise
007 that’s James bond .. I got the …
You ain’t want no trouble boy …
Hey Toni let me hold it down
It was serious before …
You have been served

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[hook]
that paper my chauffeur, yea that money drive me
nigga i’m rolling i let your honey ride me
hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater
hate it or love it hater, but i’m getting my fucking paper
i’m shinning on them niggas slidin’ on them thangs
every city that i roll through they be hollerin’ my name
hate it or love it hater, hate it or love it hater
hate it or love it hater, but i’m getting my fucking paper

[los - verse 1]
seems all these niggas are gone man i’m zoning and flying
but homie dont get me wrong i still roam with the lions
that mufucker on chrome i’m into ownin’ and buyin’
all white with the red top call it conan o’brien
i was almost to the top when a nigga fell back
to the bottom and it shook my whole plan
then i climb back from the bottom
tryna make it to the top so i took my whole fam
if i gotta go hard then i’m a bull guard for ya whole card
in my hood i go ham, now a nigga gettin chauffeured
screamin’ look ma no haaaands damn
damn i dun made it through the struggle yea it been a fight
like a left then a right, then a right then a left then a body hook
then my papa left so its only right my body hooks when i write
fly as a pimp fl-fly as a pimp l-look here boy l-look here boy
niggas mad cuz my swag high as a blimp
i guess you can call that a good year boy
and im comin for the top cuz im one of the best
cool as a tropic breeze and my watch like a cop wit a gun
and a vest that motherfuckers talkin bout freeze
and i’m stylin on yo ass walkin in these kanye sneakers
and i dont mean followin’ his path (louis)

[hook]

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[hook: sean hayz]
if i reach for the sky, and i aim for the stars
maybe i’ll find something along the way
and no matter how you count me out
i will never let you break me down
nooooo, never say never

[verse 1: los]
uh, i guess life don’t mean this much when it ain’t hard
so i just wake up every morning and i thank god
i’m from a hood full of falling stars and broken wishes
and a lot of potholes on my road to riches
i know niggas is throwing shade but why would i mind?
if nobody ever shadows you then how would you shine?
i mean they tried for so long just to break me down
i need a new hobby i’m bored with killing my haters now
plus i came way too far to really care for slackers
now i just tell my driver take me anywhere but backwards
cause when you fall you know gettin’ up takes awhile
‘least you get to look all your fears in the face and smile
yeah i’m smilin’ in the face of fear
if anything, they was afraid that i would make it here
they said i’d never fly to the moon
i guess i’m doin’ better than everybody assumed

[hook: sean hayz]
if i reach for the sky, and i aim for the stars
maybe i’ll find something along the way
and no matter how you count me out
i will never let you break me down
nooooo, never say never

[verse 2: los]
yeah i live the opposite of what suckers invision
so i do this for my hood and my brothers in prison
even though i’m underrated when they overrate you
they oversaturate you, i’m just glad i motivate you
so when i tell you you can make it that shit is the truth
and nigga i ain’t just talkin’ i’m visual proof
they ask me if i’m stoppin’, i live in pursuit
cause i’m the rare combination of wisdom and youth
i recite it from the heart and never off the pad
cause i fell in love with music when i lost my dad
before i ever knew it’d be me in this rappin’
that was the very first day i felt evil attackin’
it used to wake me out my sleep in the midst of my dreams
so haters trynna stop my goals ain’t as sick as it seems
i appreciate the rain, just like i love the joy
my father died so i could have this.. i love you boy

[hook: sean hayz]
if i reach for the sky, and i aim for the stars
maybe i’ll find something along the way
and no matter how you count me out
i will never let you break me down
noooooooo, never say never

[outro: sean hayz]
never say never, noo
never say never, noo
never say never, noo, noo
noo, noo, noo
never say never, noo
never say never, noo
never say never, noo, noo
noo, noo, noo, nooo

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[Hook]
King los, king los, bow down, kiss a nigga rings ho
Been knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though
I thank the lord every breath I take
Every step I make, im going on for this song, nigga wishing thats my fate
Thats why I go go way too hard, they say I go go way too hard, go go way too hard

[Verse 1]
Yo, rap on shit nobody go hard, I dont need nobody
I body whole squads
I bury niggas on the dark side of the moon
Till the sun come up and throw a party on mars
Im outta this world outta my mind, stuck at the bottom thinking
How do I climb, how do I climb?, Fuck I sound to get up I turn this bitch upside down
Cause I get down to get up, sit down do sit ups
Sit up do push ups push ups to lay back
So I make money do cruches
So you hate my guts when I pull up the maybach
Honey said she ain’t never seen a guy thorough
So I got it on strength like a bicep curl
Hopeed out the pussy like I gotta murk it out
Sorry baby girl, itll never work out get it?
Snapback, custom made fitted’s
Shitted on ever spectator every critic midgets never seen one quite fly
You a pint size guy to a giant like guy, digits
I throw them in the bank
Bitches planking on the dick like they throwing in the anchor, her, er, and you too
It ain’t all about the rappers

[Verse 2]
Theyll never make another me
I dont even need half of me to make another you
I’m coming for number one so shitting on niggas is the only way you ever see me taking number 2
Im back like vertabrae
Nigga stop fronting, you ain’t even really got the guts for this
Better man up nigga, im a tand up nigga
Back rosa parks woulda got up for this, cause I get down to get up
Never put the pen down to give up
Now a nigga pin down the pin up it feel like I been up
And yall niggas stuggling so when I pull up I betta feel like a chin up
Down, then up, down again and im so nice I put down the pen
Think you wanna battle, you wanna say yes
Dont push up if you dont wanna play chess get it?
Wear air j’s ever digit and im the rap game
Los destorying ever nigga dont knock on a door when ya boy in the kitchen probably mention
Im something and the rock ain’t cooking
Ski mask in the booth over the cops ain’t looking
Tell me god ain’t smiling nigga spot ain’t took it
My pa staying proud these niggas stay lying
I was born in the jungle man these niggas ain’t lions
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Lola Monroe]
Queen bosset cause I run shit I stay dumb slick fly tell a bum tich bye
Wanna come trick, why, you ain’t built like that
You gonna fuck and get killed like that
Ole back of the race looking bitch ole wack ass drag in the face looking bitch
Ole half ass
No swag having ass
Ho ass slow ass
Last of the apes looking bitch
You’re styled played out like manolo boots
We taking headshots welcome to the photoshoot
Ill wipe this bitch! Who hype this bitch?
Make me put a ho down like mike vick pit
Betcha life get hit like a 10 car crash
You dont really want it though send me all trash im from garfield
Where they known to skill all rats
And ride of white boy like kim kardash
Get it?
Christian Louboutins when I pivot
Its so gross how you broke bitches in a civic I did it
Im good shit, the hoods big ticket
Get off my lolipop if you ain’t gonna lick it
Im wicked, ya money like beckham lets kick it, know of yall bitches wanna step in my district
Say I ain’t the truth and these bitches ain’t lying!
I was born in the jungle these bitvhes ain’t lions
Im queen roe, queen roe
[Hook]

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[Los - Verse 1]
Dont give ‘em too much for nothin’
But nothings too much
These niggas doin’ too much of nothin
I’m hip-hop’s doctor waitin to get it in
But these rappers like cancer, my patience is gettin’ thin
They decodin my raps, I’m the coldest in rap
I raised the bar, like I’m workin’ on my shoulders, my back
Niggas all in my lane, pulled to the shoulders and back
I came back to the show, just to show that I’m back
So nigga back to the show, I show my back to them haters
The show I kill ‘em wit style, I’ll show you cats get some flavors
I Burberry a nigga, that mean I bury you burr
So cold I buried you burn, walkin’ away wearin’ a fur
Boy I’m outta this world, ya’ll clowns to me
The man on the moon couldn’t talk down to me
I could box lightning, I mean box lightning
cuz my gifts thats shockin so nigga stop fighting

[Sean Hayz]
You will never ever, ever ever, ever ever find a..
Find another nigga like me
Noooo, noooo

[Los - Verse 2]
They tried to one up me, cause I was 2 down
Made me the one up running before the sun up
Now no one could touch me, cause I’m too proud
I guess I’m way too down to be the one up
Nobdoy could back me down, nobody could shunt me
Since nobody backed me now, nobodies in front me
No Roc Nation, no GOOD music
But somehow I still rocked the nation with good music
No Maybach music, no young money co-sign
Sat in my cousin Maybach and daydreamed the whole town
Ambitious, ambitious, this nigga really got a Maybach, damn nigga
We hustle hard if your forfeit you die
44 make fireworks no fourth of July
We from the inches where the fourty cal shells flurry
And niggas set up with shot guns no Al murray
Only the frail worry, so what you worryin bout
I’m gettin my turn in, I’m happy how I turned out
Do your thing young slim thats dope
I’m just out here on the climb like the gym class rope
I’m one smile past pain, one grin past hope
So I think I’m the shit long as I’m cent past broke
I’d like to report a problem
You’re bout to explore an album
Disguised as a mixtape thats hyped on some sort of volume
You’re likely destroy the valium but it turned in itself
For every time they turned me down
They had it turning itself
And I hope that you learn you suckas found they place
Go to whoever at the top I said the crown aint safe
disguised as a mixtape

[Sean Hayz]
You will never ever, ever ever, ever ever find a..
Find another nigga like me
Noooo, noooo

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i use to wheelie the bike, dribble to ball
now i’m ballin’ when i travel, no dribble at all
i use to run suicides, impressin’ my coach
now i’m fly like i quit the team i aint messin wit coach
i watched michael jordan take flight
hammer? did the typewriter
my first freestyles came as a bike rider
cuz i used to spin the handle bars round
and thats quite a spin cuz i handle bars now
i use to play hide and go seek on the roof
now the roof play hide and go seek on my coupe
uhhh, i used to clean up my sneakers with a toothbrush
now my show game flossin a lil’ too much
but, i’m exactly what my hood need
i’ve been mackin’ since ewing had good knees
geez, say hello to the problem
cuz now i’m watchin’ melo at the garden
and i’m thinkin that life got colder
had a chip on my shoulder
but i got a little older and the world don’t owe ya
nothing, no bluffin’ when they ask me how i did it
i tell em that i push it to the limit

nigga i gotta ge-ge-get it
ge-ge-get it
ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it
ge-ge-get it, ge-ge-get it
ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it

if you came up poor in the hood like me
and just wanted to know what the good life be
watchin all the hustlers and the big body cars
wrist full of ice livin’ life like a star

nigga you betta ge-ge-get it
ge-ge-get it
ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it
ge-ge-get it, ge-ge-get it
ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-ge-get it

blessing this game and it still aint safe
they say johnson is magic, labels still don’t aid
killin’ these bloodsuckers and i still aint blade
but i’m still going off like my bills aint paid
but my dues are, huge bars, in the game like ?
me and seven grew up lik4 a coupe with only 2 doors
get it, thats a coupe muthafucka
these bitches see no roof and go woof to a nigga
i used to watch stars wars and used to act like darth vader
daddy’s princess and swallow up my light saber
i used to play donkey kong country
now i go bananas all over the dman country
came outta kansas they say we a little country
now i’ma blow us up like we are our own little country
been this way since king kong was just a baby monkey
when haters get turkeys ? was just funky
1985 watching ? put together the pieces of the city on fire
nothing, no bluffin’w hent hey ask me how i did it
i tell ‘em that i push ‘em to the limit
nigga i gotta…

there like oh shit the crown aint safe los snappin’
you took the words right out my mouth like closed caption
cuz no passion is matchin’ mine
and you wanna mash it up wit’ the mastamind
huhh, h-h-how you passin me i leave ya
i don’t kno no limits like masta p wit’ amnesia
i used to watch rambo wit’ the ammo and the shotgun
then i watched randel when he scrambled then the shotgun
i still play freeze tag with my main crew
i mean i dont but my watch and my chain do
uh, i’m talki rice and montana
now promoters wan know, whats my price in montana
i say i’m from the murder
where they cook it on the burner
and they whipped it in the pot
‘fore they put it in on the corner nigga
welcome to the spot
wanna know what? ima learn first rule
mind ya business if the shit jus dont concern ya
cuz…

life got colder had a chip on my shoulder
but i got a little older and the world dont owe ya
mothing, no bluffin’ when they ask me how i did it
i tell ‘em that i push it to the limit

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[intro]
los, i got it let me do it

[verse 1]
i say niggas always hatin' but damn i love my city
i just came out and you didnt, you like janets other titty
i get respect in the hood cuz i earned it fo' sho
and i make home look good like a furniture store
who the best rapper alive they say i'm out for ya spot
and im a hustla for real i put my couch on ya block
i take a shit on ya lawn, what could you possibly do?
you bitches talkin too much feel like i'm watchin the view
word to my watch and my shoe its time to step on them hoes
i got a hook up on bullets and bitch my weapons reload
i could bury you, i'd rather embarrass you homes
your girl go down on me slow i call it parachute dome
100 miles an hour 100 thousand dollar pair of shoes on
and a watch so sick i think i need to put some theraflu on
i got a terrace view home, i'm in paris you home
no comparison you niggas is perishing, gone

[chorus]
i said i got a lil secret and dont nobody know it
but my watch so loud it might f-ck around and blow it
let me pan it down i cant stand a clown
so i'm finna kill 'em you should panic now

this is panic mode, nigga this is panic mode
this is panic mode, this is this is panic mode
you niggas think you sick, well im the antidote
and this is panic mode this is this is panic mode

[verse 2]
too beastly to be defeated, i've reached the peak of a genius
i keep it clean its no secret, my sneakers speaky no english
my swag on retarded niggas drivin' miss daisy (what that mean?)
that mean my swag known to drive a bitch crazy
put my hands on these niggas to put them feet on that porche
these niggas sleepin on los but los asleep on ya porch
man what these rappers about tell em i'm back in the house
to take a shit in ya kitchen and take a nap on ya couch
but i'm never gon slack
cuz i'm live from the hood where the metal go clap
and i came up from the bottom i'ma never go back
and i'm better then ya better so you better go prac-
tice, fact is, i'm bossin', you bloggin', i'm all in, you log in
i'm ballin', you bargain, i barge in, you call in, dail in
they couldnt get a second outta my day
i could climb over these mountains or push 'em out of my way
f-ck else i gotta say, this shit's embarassin' homes
aint no comparison, yall niggas perishin', gonnnnne

[chorus]

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[Hook]
Do you know what today is?
It’s our anniversary, our anniversary
Do you know what today is?
It’s our anniversary, our anniversary

[Los]
If lies hurt, but the truth heals
And 1+1 equals love then how does 2 feel
Minus 1 thats so heart broken
Its hard to divide a future unless its both arms open
Jus show trust through your actions
I know its hard to say that ones that got over
Took a fraction of your heart away
I mean its bad enough that when problems multiply
Then someone gets carried, it aint adding up
Why when you say you dont want nobody you see somebody
And when you say you dont need nobody you need somebody
Hard as the concrete but soft as a whisper
Thats the mystery of love in all this enigma
Its like the farther you dive in the harder it hit cha
Now the ones that say they love ya is arguing witcha
Ask VAR and LARISA about them senseless rumors
Real love aint censored just have a sense of humor
Funny what we remember from a kiss
Met on october 30th, then september 25th
In the blink of an eye, in the midst of a minutes time
Shes officially mine, we Mr and Mrs fly
Now its necklaces for Christmas, unlimited kisses
And how eternally precious 1 minute of this is
2 wishes that came true at 1 time
So I dont give my flower no flowers
I give her sunshine

And the rain too to wash away the bad days
To bring the sunshine back for all the sad days
Hope you followin your dreams till you livin em out
If I could provide you one thing it’d be infinite smiles
So smile baby, you be gone lately
When you shine I shine, you motivate me
So waking up next to you feel like I never slept
And laying down next to you make me think I could fly
We comin full circle now with every step
And when I look into your eyes I think of the sky
Best I ever had took away the worst of me
1 year strong happy anniversary

Today is the day that we bought is all together
And I don’t want nobody but you baby

Do you know what today is?
It’s our anniversary, our anniversary
Do you know what today is?
It’s our anniversary, our anniversary

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look im about to summons the punishment then publish it
by summers come ima run this shit
cuz a cummerbund couldnt stomach this
jay played chicken wit a mac-truck, kinda raw
niggas play chicken wit los, im playing dinosaur
carnivores hide from me, predators is prey,
the earth is my chessboard,
where my competitors get played,
im 2 seconds from greatness,
you 10 minutes from 8th grade
i mastered mine like i invented the slave trade
iight, my girlfriend 9 times hot
im unsigned, but i shine in every prime time spot
design lines of a genius, but them guidelines dropped
cuz my curriculum starts right where einsteins stopped
i learned every word in the world then restarted again
i surpassed the point of a genius to retarded again
even plotted the perfect plan then re-thought it again
so even if i forfeit they still called it a win
me losing? i doubt that forever
i could spit tornadoes out
that could probably put a house back together
i am, thee best,
leave all my competitors dying, depressed,
im a lion in thee flesh
and you, you bout as gangster as ryan seacrest
bout to send all my niggas to give out you niggas thats lyin, g -checks
i am too big to belittle you haters
i am too big i "be little" you haters
heres a little rule breaker
im seeing so many cheques now
i feel like im turnin' in middle school papers
and im court side seats behind the lakers, kinda cool,
the akers behind the lake and the lake is behind the pool
the pool is behind the mansion, the mansion behind the phantom
the phantom behind some trees, and a tall gate please
for whoever got the crown, get some all state please
will i scratch these niggas off? do a dog hate fleas?
jeeez, im at a level they haven't entered yet,
so while im talkin please nobody interject,
im andre 3k with the intellect
so all you hoe ass rappers give me a pimps respect
im leanin' like pimp c doing my thing, respect it
im bun b from an underground kings perspective
my flow should be forbidden,
i freestyled one time, and nas told me it was written
hahaha
jus kiddin' if im leavin' you out
well its a hard knock life no reasonable doubt
the crown aint safe i hope rappers feel inferior
this what i like to call vintage roll royce interior
nigga

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yea never gotta sweat that,
your boy los says you never gotta sweat that
the crown aint safe whats good i said the crown aint safe yea
they sayin that i’m great, that aint no debate
the crown aint safe, worth the wait,
hey, bout to do it boy, i’m bout to do it boy,
crown aint safe in the hood whats good

i’m climbin to the top why the f-ck would i let go
chillin in my hood wit my number 5 retros
untied, i aint trippin off a thang
my ’67 chevy paint drippin off the frame
lames, prolly spot a nigga through the tint
stick yo head in this window and get this to yo lips
bitch, yea im out that bodymore ,you see me with all the goons
talkin bout you got them keys, watchu mean auto tune?
drop that f-ckin top on that vert man, fastlane,
ballin through the a bumpin first name, last name
scoop these groupie floozy’s, cuz they trendy and they swalla
from super sports to coupes and porches bentley and impalas
get this uzzi to your coofi for your pennies and your power
behind coogi, gucci, loubi, louis, fendi or that prada
not a nigga in my reach dawg preach on
all white lambi but the insides black i call it kreayshawn
and your girl want to get married to her idol
so i shoot it in her face like jason terry in the finals
how they gon stop a nigga when the wick of my bomb lit
the sick of my swag is the quick of my charm hit
ya niggas is average stop spittin that nonsense
your cds sound like when scotty pippin said that lebron shit
every bar you on but wouldnt flip you an omlette
every coment you hard but wouldnt point at a comet
in the sky, if it flew by, you guys, spew lies,
just to get them oos, awes 2 sides
to every story i guess yours the wrong side
long side of true, these niggas see you the wrong guy
song cry, yea i spit it like i live it cuz the g’s listen
and you jus lie like live with the v missin
shout out marty and cory a major part of my story
bout to come home from the feds, so to god be the glory
all of these artists jus bore me so im bumpin frank ocean
got lola shotgun with me we in that thang coastin
i aint boastin but the crown aint safe
i woulda never mentioned swag if these clowns aint hate
i wouldnt talk about the pain if i could smile all day
wish i could take a break and take my nephews out all day
gary and nadu i love you but this world aint raps
so dont be chasin coochie, coochie thinkin girls aint traps
you know, they see ur dreams and they deter you with sex
so keep your branch in your pants, no time for birds in ur nest
be encouraged at best is somethin great in your soul
never merge to the left continue straight on ya road

and we gon roll cuz even when we broke we ballin
and even when we down we shine
jus keep your faith and you in and god
dont be afraid to spread your wings and fly
even from the home of the white baby, i told them the crown is mine
so we gon do it simple and plain, your boy los is a sure thing

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[verse 1 - los]
y'all niggas weak, i could fuck 2 or 3 on your roster
you the reason she found me, i'm the reason you lost her
i be blowing up her phone, always talking reckless
when she blow up my phone, i only respond with texts
like "soon as i land in texas, i'mma text you later
don't take this out of context, but your ex a hater
it's time for you to fuck with a dominant man"
she said "when i step back and weigh it all on a scale
your statements is thorough, his commas is frail
but i was only with him for the coins
like sonic and tails"
as i was sliding off her jeans
her phone started to ring
a name popped across the screen
i said:

[hook - los]
fuck that nigga that shit is so whack
after you blow my brains out you can get him back
dont fuck with these rappers these niggas clowns
i guess your girl ain't safe neither the crown

i'm just saying you can do better
tell me have you heard that lately
i'm just saying you can do better(uhhhh)
guess thats why these niggas hate me

[verse 2 - los]
so i ain't gotta smack a nigga up
my swag is sick enough to make these bitch niggas..
she said "you keep me in a fly mood
you got me on these sit-ups and
off of fried food, morning jogs, yoga
fresh bowls of fruit, it's like you
introduced me to passion and now i know ?
you told the truth, so every time the past tempt me
i pass it up, that was a glass that was half empty
you like a black bentley
a set of rubies, a precious set of pearls
my favorite pair of louies
i said "damn, i can't ignore the fact
i appreciate the apparition and i adore you back
you got me feeling like i'm on one.."
and then her fucking phone rung
i said:

[hook - los]
fuck that nigga that shit is so whack
after you blow my brains out you can get him back
dont fuck with these rappers these niggas clowns
i guess your girl ain't safe neither the crown

i'm just saying you can do better
tell me have you heard that lately
i'm just saying you can do better(uhhhh)
guess thats why these niggas hate me

[verse 3 - los]
i walked up in the crib, that shit was candle-lit
she grabbed my dick, he ?
said "can you handle it?
the next time you hit my phone, i'mma
turn on the speaker while we bone"
i said "ooh! scandalous!"
she said "nah los, i'm really just rejuvenated
and i'd much rather tell the truth than fake it
who am i kidding?
these effing actors are stepping backward
call it a lesson practiced
there's nothing less than practice
makes perfect, when you stressing wack shit
it brings the best shit out you
and i guess i'm about to invest in love
love, is indef as fuck if you could end up
just stuck with your limbs up
just fucking, i'mma keep your chin up
i feel like i've been doing push-ups and
chin ups, and stuff
yeah, i got me back
i mean i got "i" back
i got to me, that's me again
you know i got my fly back
i said "you got it mami
they're the fake niggas
just never dedicate yourself
to featherweight niggas
life is a fight and life brings you
to light. hate may bring rain
but brings nice things you like
i know it rains all april and summer's
way better. but to get there
you gotta face the mayweather
you got me feeling like i'm on one.."
and right then her fucking phone rung..

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last time i hustle hard ‘cause rappers just p*ssy
in the crown they safe in the hood was ..

i get you my dough, get you this goal nigga
i nigga this slow, i’m pinching his nose hit it
no nigga .paint b*tches for this fly
.gonna ..the perfect ..for his ..
definition arm, i’m too jurasic, too ..
...do the ..don’t make me black
‘cause it’s ugly i’m back on my study
losing up the ..back to the ...
make me flash back to the ..in the..
don’t make me relax...to the background
for me try to .. more bears
so i can get that rose on that 23 .. crown ain’t safe
so why you niggas screaming out you got next tell em
i say now ... so keep ..
make you miss count attack when i step back
..before like .. like a three degree...
every time the kid..another coming talk about the kids
f*ck all your thing
it’s game time
i gotta flow to school...i ain’t b*tch....
‘cause i ain’t listen...i want the crown
you all understand that, f*ck around with the crown
..i run the town i ain’t chasing dream...
you can never be number two, so you see
i ain’t shitting you ..in your thoughts..take 2
no drama queen .. i don’t ..behind the scenes...fly...
when i was ... all ...
even when i ain’t drive ...

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(chorus)
i’m throwing up my hood in every city that i step in
swagga on killa, automatic weapon
watch these niggas burn, this is my confession
as the world turns i’m just doing it for my section
i’m reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib
reppin for the crib, yea i’m reppin for the crib
yea i’m reppin for that four one, for that four one
cuz you know i had to do it for my section
where you from?
(verse 1)
los!
i’m out that back up, back up
get away from the *blaka blaka*, get it straight
niggas need to get a cake, get the crack in the day,
put crack in the cat, push back to the yay
where they hug blocks, buww shots,
hustle all day, scream f-ck cops
run shots, hitting in the hole
niggas aint never had enough guap
what pops? household?
niggas aint never had a whole house
lights off, red dude
landlord said we gotta roll out
and its cold out, what the f-ck
roll out, button up
zone out, toughen up
no doubt, f-ck is up
uh, my niggas get it from them cuban dudes
push squares on blocks, then flip them like a rubiks cube!
before i took a milli it was silly on the beat
keep it trilly, man my niggas had a milli in the streets
theres some things about my past that feel really incomplete
but if you stomping me to death you couldn’t kill me with the feet
i’m from baltimore city aint nobody stopping this flight
best rapper alive, you don’t like it, we could fist fight
(chorus)
i’m throwing up my hood in every city that i step in
swagga on killa, automatic weapon
watch these niggas burn, this is my confession
as the world turns i’m just doing it for my section
i’m reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib
reppin for the crib, yea i’m reppin for the crib
yea i’m reppin for that four one, for that four one
cuz you know i had to do it for my section
where you from?
(verse 2)
uh
ok, i’m form where that drama come, around just like karma come
back around, just ask around, no backing down, we palm a gun
i’ve been on my money chase, momma hear them commas come,
so i could fill up banks at the crib, like i’m carlton
i got the will to survive and they can’t live,
the bitches switch characters on niggas like aunt viv
the crown aint safe, yall niggas just dense
yall want to know who took it, i left you fresh prince
flip that shit, till i get that coupe
hit that stripper to get that loot
whip that soda on the side, yea that chicken noodle soup
make them fiends harlem shake, but they never fall down
i’m the big deal from a small town
(chorus)
i’m throwing up my hood in every city that i step in
swagga on killa, automatic weapon
watch these niggas burn, this is my confession
as the world turns i’m just doing it for my section
i’m reppin for the crib, reppin for the crib
reppin for the crib, yea i’m reppin for the crib
yea i’m reppin for that four one, for that four one
cuz you know i had to do it for my section
where you from?

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can you feel it?
you can turn me up
can you feel it?
you can turn me up
so you can feel it
you can turn me up
i got this bottle on me
shots on three
can you feel it?

yea i could feel it on the way, never fray
in the building like, this is where i stay
my estate, put your drink in the air if you relate
many fish in the sea, we throwing money like bait, uuuh
your body so cold and i could see all of the symptoms
i you come into my section, aint even gotta mention
theres a bottle, couple bitches, bragging switchers on my n-ggas and we
getting it, you should come and feel this
live the sweet/suite life, need a filling/feeling
take a hit, inhale then release
got a pocket full of trees, baby we aint gotta leave ‘till u

yea-3-2-1, put your bottle in the air for the 321
can you feel it?
can you feel it?

lets go baby
i told her, honey how it feel?
if i could i would marry you, but for now i just bury you
in 20 dollar bills, uhhhh
my watch be wnking at you, my link be blowing kisses
yea bitch i’m blowing money, like ink be blowing swishes
i’m swinging low on dishes, them guts all yellow
my paint sky blue, you could say my car mellow (carmelo!)
i get your girl to get ghost bored, i go hard
if i post up on this, she’ll be sending you post cards
she love how f-cking a celebrity feel
i roberto cavali her body, giseppi the heel
i’m definitely chill, we drop top in them beverly hills
and we be rolling rolling blowing strong
going going going, gone

uh uh
hoe you don’t feel it when i guess you parapelegic
should i son (sun) a n-gga, it feels like i’m playing with phoenix
and i’m balling with my shot like i’m gilbert arenas
and i’m breaking birdies down, serena and venus
go turn it up, set a nigga steady burn it up
clothes stay hotter than furnish, they waiting on me like hurry up
yea, i’m on the web like charlie,
don’t panic, don’t clutch, glen rice with the hornets
she’s like real city nigga, i need me a bugatti
t-t-taliking bout the game, in a pocket like polly
and all my niggas that he ride with, chrome
put that metal to your side like an iphone 4
and that’s when you

yea-3-2-1, put your bottle in the air for the 321
can you feel it?

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same old shit, just a different day
i’m coming for the crown, the f-ck a n-gga say?
los
and i’m the best rapper alive!

before i pull up to the spot, you hear my coupe, dog
look like i photshopped that bitch and took the roof off
damn los you go too hard
these rappers acting like lebron, how you play with the heat and scared to shoot dawg!
rappers fake, it’s pathetic, matching them bets, taking my credit
n-ggas get blasted away and beheaded
bitch that crown aint safe cuz i said it
i got my shovel i’m coming, don’t stumble
i got you a big f-cking tomb
i aint got no deal but i’m building a bedroom
cuz i got some shit coming soon
man i’m raining on them bitches, travis porter, turn them lights out
you beating round the bush, like travis barker at the white house
i’m so deep in that top 5, i can’t find out the kid number
jay gonn have to call big momma, ye gonn have to call his big brother
they gonn have to have a discussion, yea they best at discussing
jay you better find that n-gga, go sign that n-gga, or smash his ass or do something, ugh
magnificent is old, excellent is boring
some n-ggas call this amazing, i call it this morning
all yellow diamonds in my purple drop
she give me brains i come to live, bitch i’m urkle pop
think outside the box, i’m frozen beware
i’m packin that tray but i’m too cold to be square
ice cubes is square, squares fit inside the tray,
the tray sits inside the box, here’s your lesson for today,
ok, when you’re this cold and you ain’t in a nice mood,
you put square n-ggas in a box, ice cube.
i like sexy women, fast cars, nice views
sexy women say you dress your ass off, nice shoes
‘these old things?’
she said ‘yes dear, but when did they come out?’
i’m like ‘bitch, next year!’
note to the rap game ‘nobody call next here,
or i’ma snap legs, stack bodies, break necks here’
and to xxl: ‘f-ck could a n-gga say?,
yall did the same old shit, jus a different day’
get this straight, i’m no freshmen
more like the principal, theres no question
run this school and n-ggas don’t test him
but it’s the principle that i’m stressing
question: ‘when yall talk about the best, how don’t you mention me?’
i aint on a bench, i’m the benchmark of my century
eventually i’ma show you rappers just p-ssy
cuz the crown aint safe in the hood, whats good?

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