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(Hook: Future)
Money on my mind, can’t take it off that shit
Nigga got five different iPhone’s only picking up for that grip
Any time they come around here nigga
We ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready
We just get ready
Any time they come around here nigga
We ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready

(Verse 1: B.o.B)
It’s Ray Bans (Bans), and Freebandz, we getting money
While you hating (okay, okay, okay), we somewhere in Abu Dhabi
With Arabians (rrrah), and G5, and where my posse at?
Its outrageous (yeah), on that good Jamaican (hey, hey, hey)
That’s right I’m too faded, you two shady
I’m too greedy with two ladies
Excellence I’m exuberated
I’m finna smash like two potatoes
I don’t give a fuck, not even two maybes (na-da)
I turn up on niggas like rutabagas
I do it daily, I do it daily (what)
That’s my swag, you should pay me (okay)
Ain’t that the truth?
This my whip, ain’t that the coupe?
Hustle Gang ain’t that the squad
That bitch actin’ like you gotta prove
While they out here catchin’ feelings, I’mma catch a flight or two
I just give her major pressure while she gave me major whoooo

(Hook: Future)
Money on my mind, can’t take it off that shit
Nigga got five different iPhone’s only picking up for that grip
Any time they come around here nigga
We ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready
We just get ready
Any time they come around here nigga
We ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready

(Bridge: Future)
We just get ready
Any time they come around here nigga
We ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready

(Verse 2: Trae Tha Truth)
My money right, can’t go wrong
Late night coupe, no clothes on
Truth hop out kill haters
Like fuck niggas, life goes on
This shit cray, shit cray
Maybach, no doors on
I’m tryna see what these hoes on
I do 20 racks about 4 songs
Turnt up, I talk shit
Young Truth fluent, I talk sick
These homies true but start talkin quick
Can’t talk love, just talk dick
Applying pressure, getting with that shake
I kill everybody but the one you better wait
I’m on, talkin bout never been a mistake
You all about me but just fuck that wasn’t good

(Hook: Future)
Money on my mind, can’t take it off that shit
Nigga got five different iPhone’s only picking up for that grip
Any time they come around here nigga
We ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready
We just get ready
Any time they come around here nigga
We ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready

(Bridge: Future)
We just get ready
Any time they come around here nigga
We ain’t gonna let up on you pussy niggas
We just get ready

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Damn my nigga, it was good just a week ago
Who would have thought that she went to chris
And I would see her go
I kept the cold but nowadays no one believe in those
I had to back this how I seen it when you hit the door
They say when it rains it pours
Bitch I’m under water
So every midnight I return to my heavenly father
I realized nobody knows you when you hit the bottom
They give you 30 but soon as she come around I got em
I used to feel like fuck the world, nowadays it’s still the same
I never cried myself to sleep, I stayed and took the pain
Real shit, fuck niggas with they fakin ass
And fuck bitches in the dark, they so a shakin ass
It’s hoe it now but I know one day all this shit will pass
I feel they only lookin down cause now I’m on my ass
They used to try …and took me out, it’s on the gas
I would have heard them if my stupid ass wasn’t skippin class

[Hook]
When thangs get hard man, who u gone turn to?
thangs get hard man, who u gone turn to?
Better hope them niggas that you with never burn you
Better hope them bitches that you with never burn you

When my mama died feeled like my world turnt up and down
Daddy died, father side, I don’t even talk to them
God up in heaven, wish man I could take a walk with him
It’s often them that follow him, who offer then support for men
Religion cause confusion to these children of this orphanage
In the ghetto we are orphans, in the ghetto’s hell, of course it is
Of course it is, smile, you used to keep high the tears of pain
Grinding for so damn long with nothin to show of years of game
My peers remain, stuck behind some prison chains
Recipients of life, just for living strange
Life sentences, damn they was giving maine
Stuck in the cell, was hard to hide this hidden pain
Forbid in vain, forget in fame
Lil nigga got shot, cause he hit the block
All with a bigger chain
Hell is hot, on my block it will burn to you
Cause when it’s hard man, who u gone turn to

[Hook]
When thangs get hard man, who u gone turn to?
thangs get hard man, who u gone turn to?
Better hope them niggas that you with never burn you
Better hope them bitches that you with never burn you

You know they way what go around come around
So you know my time is coming yo, yeah.

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[Intro: Trinidad James]
this shit sound like 007 on N64 and shit

[Verse 1: Trae The Truth]
Young Truth James all gold soldier
black ice you aint seen shit colder
…through a price nigga everything gold
I'm the man ask about me errrbody know
all gold coupe all gold chains on me
in the hood stuntin with this change all on me
nigga feel like snow blow game like Sony
dome shot a bitch leave her brains all on me
Louie got these racks on hostage trying to get out
ceiling on my whip too cocky I made em sit out
you can find me in the hood like I never been out
Johnny got a spot for a nigga I'm bout to rent out
diamonds in my grill got that work off in the locker
fly across a hater with that all gold chopper
haters on my dick I'd rather try a to bopa
green lighter light up like cant stop ya
nigga nigga nigga

[Hook: Trinidad James]
Gold all in my chain, gold all in my ring
Gold all in my watch
Don't believe me, just watch

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Serve them birds, tote K's - Chevrolets on top of blades
All of us got throwaways, bustin out the Escalade
Bustin out the Escalade, bus - bustin out the Escalade
Bustin out the Escalade, all of us got throwaways

Heard a lot of niggas got a lot to say
Save ya breath or state ya case
Speak yo mind and be on your way
Cause I ain't got time for the games you play
Every nigga in my squad gotta strap
Grind heard to put the block on the map
If the city ain't sellin, and the people ain't yellin
I'm telling you I'm goin back hard in the trap
Hustlenomics all I know, flip that money stack that dough
Think it's funny slap that hoe - take his money tax that hoe
Yeah I said I'll say it again when I play, I play it to win
Choppa, chop off all ya limbs - Doc it ain't no savin him

Serve them birds, tote K's - Chevrolets on top of blades
All of us got throwaways, bustin out the Escalade
Bustin out the Escalade, bus - bustin out the Escalade
Bustin out the Escalade, all of us got throwaways

Niggas mad but I'm here for the crown
All mark ass niggas better lay the fuck down
Homie I'm the king when it come to these streets
You don't wanna go there nigga sit the fuck down
Boys get low every time I get round
If I take it to the hood you'll never get found
When I come out with the K, everybody better pray
When I bust you can hear it from the other side of town
Get a few of these, runnin at you like fans
All fly ass niggas get dropped to the land
Then I gotta few goons on stand for a grand
I'm a asshole sittin with a nice set of hands
G for real I put the H on that
Talk shit bitch I'm a get a case on that
Fuck rap I done put 'em in they place on that
I'm the certified truth goin off on the track

Serve them birds, tote K's - Chevrolets on top of blades
All of us got throwaways, bustin out the Escalade
Bustin out the Escalade, bus - bustin out the Escalade
Bustin out the Escalade, all of us got throwaways

frontin witta a nigga like me get ya whole head bust
Cock back and bust, I stay strapped cause I love that rush
Hollow points flip and they bust yo guts(nigga)
Head on the pillow, you in a coffin
Momma she cryin, yo kids they orphans
Ain't no shells cause nigga revolver
I'm that problem you can't solve 'em
Cook 'em, chop 'em, serve 'em, shop 'em
We go broke my nigga we robbin
Eat what we can, while ya'll play possum
Shop with ya boy my products awesome
We stay strapped one five carbon
Eighteen flat and it ain't no bargain
Got that work so I up my margain
It's a drought so yeah I charge 'em.

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What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
You don’t like me nigga hit me in my face then
Got a problem when you see me nigga, say it then
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe

You’re an old nigga in a old school
I got new money and an old tube
Og’s look when I roll through
Fuck niggas ain’t beef, they toll food
I’m so cool, got a crew of hoes
And no…sushi roll,
Right after that, we hit it back
To the condo where, eat Gucci hoe
I’m stupid hoe, run through the hoe
You dream about it, I do it hoe
Ass fat, they beautiful
Throwing my stack 20’s they good to go
Niggas don’t fear me, they should though
And they can’t hear me, they would though
If they was up on my plateau
But I’m whacko, beat that hoe

All they claiming my set
I ain’t claiming no seat
All I be needing my rep
Hoe what you know about that
These niggas steady be capping
Meanwhile I flips
Chasing after they checks
What you talking bout that, bitch

What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
You don’t like me nigga hit me in my face then
Got a problem when you see me nigga, say it then
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe

Got a rocket in the club and ain’t afraid to pop it
Nigga run your lips I put that barrel to your sockets
Haters out here hating cause that flexing never stopping
Keep that blue dream in my bomb and the hash for the toppings
That niggas all stay on me, so homie don’t play with me
I keep them bills, I keep that lean, I keep a ak with me
A real street nigga, catch me in the streets nigga
Got something to hit your chest hard
And I ain’t talking liquor
Don’t need no nigga fuck rapping
Nigga talk that shit I’m blasting
That .44 to your face bitch, it’s gonna be a closed casket
Your whole life is a storyline
You ain’t gangsters, you niggas lie
Make … cause like the…
Turn this club into the …

What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
You don’t like me nigga hit me in my face then
Got a problem when you see me nigga, say it then
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe

Get the fuck out in this building
Ass hole, fuck what you feeling
Feel the 48 my wrist cause I’m killing
Pety nigga run they mouth and I’m stealing
Then I hurry a couple of niggas feel it
When I jump out the …but no ceiling
With a bitch in the back on that fuck shit
I beat it up you can tell it wouldn’t heal it
You don’t like me, what the fuck is you talking
You can …bitch it’s whatever
I don’t give a fuck you won’t get it together
…motherfucker like I was sipping
All on a nigga ass like a nigga who tripping
…get this cake
Get the whole pot and get out the fuck my way
… got a couple niggas that will…bitch I got you

What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
What you talking bout hoe,
Who you talking to, nigga
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
You don’t like me nigga hit me in my face then
Got a problem when you see me nigga, say it then
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe
Bitch nigga, pump hoe, pump hoe.

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Just got off the phone with my nigger Smithy
shit too real back home. real

this for my niggers here, hold your head
i know shit rough but nigger we don’t give up
we don’t get mad nigger, we just get tough
we just get right nigger, we don’t get left
fuck what they said,
cause what we learned coming up
you can’t teach that shit
like dealer nigger blows but we eat that shit
this one here’s for my brothers we gonna beat that shit
now, i say my prayers
i got, too many people in my head right now
so many that’s in jail, or they’re dead right now
one time for my nigger crag right now
he in the feds, damn the times change
and these stupid niggers talking ‘bout crime pays
you can keep that shit, i just made a million
call me when reach that shit
i ain’t bragging, i’m just shedding some light
one time for my granny up would happen tonight
and a young boy from a show down in hampton
told me that my song was the reason he beat cancer
didn’t know what to say, i just froze
little too deep i suppose
but after a year of review
i figured it out it wasn’t me
it was you nigger, congratulations.

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Took a lifetime to get here
One footstep in the streets, no fear
Haters tryin’ to keep ‘em down but they won’t let ‘em
When they die they go same once they go get ‘em
Put that on everything
I know, I know (if I put it down)
I know, I know (you can plug it out)
I know, I know (you can make it now)
I know, put that on everything

Put it down leave a nigger stranded in the gutter
Everything I got I got it with my own hustle
If you can see the future tell me, am I still hereA
My real niggers rolling with me like a wheel chair
My girl tell me: you’ve been working hard take a break
The world tell me: you a chef, nigger cook the cake
My plan was to be the greatest poet ever born
Speak for the real niggers, be a loud voice for ‘em
My history long, nigger go and Google 8Ball
I tell stories from my life when I write songs
Not the greatest influence for growing little kids
Mama raised me good, this is what the streets did
Heaven waitin’ on me I got too much shit to do
Never end the hustle pimpin’, I am never through
Never over, never finished long as I’m breathin’
Long as I’m breathin’, you better believe it

Took a lifetime to get here
One footstep in the streets, no fear
Haters tryin’ to keep ‘em down but they won’t let ‘em
When they die they go same once they go get ‘em
Put that on everything
I know, I know (if I put it down)
I know, I know (you can plug it out)
I know, I know (you can make it now)
I know, put that on everything

All I know is dope dealers and go gooders
Pretty cars and bikes and big four -wheelers
Fast money and fast women, the fast lane
All I know what it to do when the cash came
Everybody in the game know my last name
Styles dash PS put sunshine and black in
Right time to get here, hunt for what’s in the streets
Hustlin’, makin’ sure to hook the peeps
In street John salute my nigger 8Ball
8 minutes, I could move 88 8 balls
5 late, trade 8′s in the face y’all
We can move it all, from the brick to the shift y’all
Soon as the seal, soon as the deal take off
Meet me outside, not taking the brick y’all
Took a lifetime to get here, hustlin’, studio
Lifetime to get here

Took a lifetime to get here
One footstep in the streets, no fear
Haters tryin’ to keep ‘em down but they won’t let ‘em
When they die they go same once they go get ‘em
Put that on everything
I know, I know (if I put it down)
I know, I know (you can plug it out)
I know, I know (you can make it now)
I know, put that on everything

Young raise on the drop bitch I’m still slide
Broke hoes on nuts, and this deal hide yea
Trunk set, dipping on the fifth steel glide
I live and die for the streets, bitch I’m still ridin’
I remember bein’ broke like a piece of glass
Yet those I love the most got rid of me like I was trash
They never came back to get me so I was on my own
And made my name like somewhat of a king, I was on my throne
Yea glare heels plus water nigger spit nails
But if you don’t say the same, I beat your ass and get to hearin’
Sounded as a rock, spit I say you’d better fear it
My stand is like a wall, take a take for you to clear it
That mean it ain’t comin’ through, ain’t no comin’ round
Ain’t no comin’ down but I rat your ass about a time
Black Superman still in the heart of the gutter
I came through shit without the streets, tell the bitch I love ‘er

Took a lifetime to get here
One footstep in the streets, no fear
Haters tryin’ to keep ‘em down but they won’t let ‘em
When they die they go same once they go get ‘em
Put that on everything
I know, I know (if I put it down)
I know, I know (you can pluck it out)
I know, I know (you can make it now)
I know, put that on everything

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today is the day i get out on my feet
remove them chains, they shackled on me
press my love, stop f-cking with them...
cause the same mother f-ckers are the ones that got me stuck
tryna... me up 'til my tank gon' eat
then leave me stranded, scrambling in these streets
for a dollar a day until my pockets is straight
soon as you move out the hood them niggas highly fake
make 'em swallow the base from the...
i rather be a dead man than a nigga
i rather roam chrome rims than the swisha
i gotta make moves, i can't hang with ya
they used to be the fly shit back in '95
but now i own a crib and a car i can drive
and ain't nobody out to... cause i'm grown
gotta leave them childish games alone
nigga i'm on

i'm 'bout to cop the porsche
eternally greatful for the support
made the cover of the source
flashback to the... the city of no remorse
where they shooting back and forth like they playing horse
may the force be with you
bullet hit you
you bleed and i bleed with you
mama please when you grieve damn i grieve with you
it's a preview i see you in the summer
my new shit dumber, i'm on

life at the bottom is devastating
you're hardly ever debated
the party is obligated
by suckers that wanna be you
and never live with the matrix
and never ever related to struggle and dedication
your hustle is nominated
anonymous then you faded
the promises that a victory left you surely awaited
they vomited everytime that a rapper's annihilated
just wish them happy belated
f-ck you i made it, i'm on

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Let them young niggaz killing about nothing
Show up at the spot, with the choppas ride nothing
50 shots, clear the blocks like nothing
50 shots, clear the blocks like nothing
If you made it from the bottom to the top, … nothing
You don’t owe a nigga nothing,
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
You don’t owe a nigga nothing,
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

I’m the king in the streets bitch I’m going in
Telling my focus when I ball, call it 1st to 10
The Murcielago pull up in bitch I’m getting in
Prime time broadcast tell them to let the show begin
Audience with this choppa tell them I clap my hands
So Olympic with this hustle bitch I flip this last song
… tell them I …
Buster in the kitchen, watch me I rub my ass off
… I’m the bizness and I won’t retire
And every time you want the drama, I’m a known supplier
I don’t play no getting bird, I was taught to spray
Hit them with the k in broad day and get the fuck away

Let them young niggaz killing about nothing
Show up at the spot, with the choppas ride nothing
50 shots, clear the blocks like nothing
If you made it from the bottom to the top, … nothing
You don’t owe a nigga nothing,
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
You don’t owe a nigga nothing,
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing.

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What you’re doing here?
What’s up nigger?
I’m trying to get into something!
What you’re talking about?
I don’t know about you
I say we go fuck with some hoes or something
Yeah, I’m with that!
You can have any other…. outside
Where the keys at?
I’m out in the bank, or something
Let’s go!

..this bitch need to drop out on his friends
They say this bitch got all the way to the moon
This bitch …
She thinks she’s… try to make it to the crib
Fuck that shit, I…
A real nigger it ain’t nothing like this
..ain’t nothing like this
I think I smell those pranks…
shoot that hoes like talking to ya all
Nigger we’re the shit, I don’t know what they are
This money in my life won’t leave
Therefore nigger, I’m dangerous
I fuck up anytime a nigger want
Money…

Tell a bad bitch girl, lets go hang
You know me, Rolex, gold chain
Fuck my young niggas, XO gang
Get so drunk you forget yo name
Incense, burning, smoking out to my own shit
Got black wood in my white Range, I’m taking off when that light change
I’m Drizzy Drake to my old bitches, Voodoo child to my new hoes
I miss this and I want it back, so I’m all in with these new flows
New flows, got new flows, rap is stress but it pays great
Pimp flows ‘n screw flows, my shit be sounding like grape tapes, now
Lemme go an hit that cup, 1 time before a nigga hit that road
These days keep going by too fast, so give anything that make shit go slow
Yea, money in my safe, but I’m living dangerous
They told me shit would change, but I don’t really see no change in us

Chorus:
Tat my name on you so I know its real
Tat my fucking name on you so I know its real
I know it hurts, But I ain’t tryna hear it
‘Cause when I’m not around, I’ll still be there in spirit
You’ll still be mine, yea, you’ll still be mine
Tat my fucking name on you, when I go you’ll still be mine, yea
You’ll still be mine, yea, I’ll still be yours
Tat my fucking name on you, let em know you love the boy, wassup

I fondle the money, fornicate with a fortune
I play with her mind, she masturbate with my Porsche
Its simple love, it’s simple love
Her chest nice, not a wrinkle on her ass
Puffin’ purple hash welcome to my power circle
Sucker free, no snitching, and we know when cowards working
Rolls Royce rollin’, rose gold rollie’s
MBA accountants, amounts they get on…
But mama still praying for her rubberband man
When them wheels land, Travis Barker drums playin’
Tap dance to my drum roll, I love a bitch that know to keep me one rolled

Chorus:
Tat my name on you so I know its real
Tat my fucking name on you so I know its real
I know it hurts, But I ain’t tryna hear it
‘Cause when Im not around, I’ll still be there in spirit
You’ll still be mine, yea, you’ll still be mine
Tat my fucking name on you, when I go you’ll still be mine, yea
You’ll still be mine, yea, I’ll still be yours
Tat my fucking name on you, let em know you love the boy, wassup

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Wake up wake up nigger is the first of the month
Head up head up buying anything that I want
Wake up wake up nigger is the first of the month
Head up head up I get you anything that I want
.. how long for these niggers stop trying to do their own
.. how long for these niggers stop trying to do their own

.. going low the ship fresh out the board you bitch I got a ..
Hoping just like a speaker say these niggers .. I lay them down like a sleeper
The shit like the .. drop ….hand try to freak her
… up in this bottles what you need bitch I got it
This shit bitch I got it the word bitch I got it
Gone in this work I am on the … bitch I work
How many niggers playing dirt with something to be …
First they … smoking or hustle just give me my chicks

Wake up wake up nigger is the first of the month
Head up head up buying anything that I want
Wake up wake up nigger is the first of the month
Head up head up I get you anything that I want
.. how long for these niggers stop trying to do their own
.. how long for these niggers stop trying to do their own

I just can’t be this white .. why would you think that might be
In these money like a bank .. ain’t talking right I can get you drink
That gets you shit make you .. look bitch I practice work

Wake up wake up nigger is the first of the month
Head up head up buying anything that I want
Wake up wake up nigger is the first of the month
Head up head up I get you anything that I want
.. how long for these niggers stop trying to do their own
.. how long for these niggers stop trying to do their own

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Chorus:
It’s all that I know
All that I know, all that I know!
It’s all that I know
It’s all that I know

Shit, what I do..?
Clap your hand…
Hit the…
I came back like a…
Don’t talk about drinks…
You don’t want .. to get mad…
Nigger, .put this foot in this shit
Niggers, niggers flap in your ass…
Let a nigger do the little song
Right until the music you can feel it…
I’mma kill it, murder it, curse it, bless it, charge it..
Tell ‘em niggers that I’m black on the block
And I got to kill the verses!
Tell ‘em, tell ‘em…
..either way, get that…
..you want none of these rhymes!
.. I hurt these hoes…
..would you rap me twenty years long
Shit, what can I say? Fuck, that’s all that I know!

Chorus:
It’s all that I know
All that I know, all that I know!
It’s all that I know
It’s all that I know

…to the gun play, you..
My niggers to the gun play, you..
..guns all over my fingers…
..this is shit..
Haters on my dick, like …they’d better get off
You can find me in the ghetto,
Sacred of … sitting on a couple of … money.. I’m trying to get off
Clique like brothers, tell ‘em to give ‘em the blue
Never …. the competition I won’t lose
I’m a fool, will I .. these shoes with these tools?
..the niggers abuse… something of what I…
..like murder should have been on the news…
I went to the boulevard walking..
In the hood, I’m… for real..
I think Universe is what I gotta deal …
You can tell ‘em my secret…
I am the truth, to guarantee the answer
..tell ‘em to look no more…

Chorus:
It’s all that I know
All that I know, all that I know!
It’s all that I know
It’s all that I know
I know, I know, know!
I know, I know, know!

I’ll be in the club with the bitches
Often I the club I’ll be granting many wishes
All the haters be super suspicious
Ask them what they’re sniffing, I make super digits
Make ‘em beautiful, mystic and a bit of Aphrodisiac
To get rich.. but I catch ‘em quick, these incredible …
..I’ll be laughing at these busters
They’re smashing and we’re suckers
But we’re blasting at these fuckers..
He’s beneath me, he needs to be treated like a… with the beast
And believe he’s eated!
Because of my talent they’re mad
I never get a chance, they ask..
You suckers are down, but..
Try to be me and instead you will fail!

In control of all my dough, never talked to the… let go
If you really want a broad, I know, that you niggers gonna fall to my toes
I’ll become all you… when I blow
Cause a nigger come a …
Flew is all that I know!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

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hook:
got no where to find me and they hard to find me
cruising through the city with my goose behind me
if you don’t know by now okay we run the city
and if you don’t know by now ok we run the city
got no where to find me and they hard to find me
cruising through the city with my goose behind me
if you don’t know by now we run the city
and if you don’t know by now ok we run the city

i’m the number one bachelor
overlooking the city the view spectacular
mother flows crystal balls with the sly line
i’m for over the .. we call it hard times
i’d rather freaky women playin in my pen house
re about the cruise i’m about to pull the benz out
three ..caughty benz out
is a bluff for the night that i bring out
yeah boy i lvie that night life
and it don’t matter baby yeah i think so ..
look i got em all ..by the bright lights
and..half a million dollars for bright ice
bottles at aces by the cases wasted
this is my life i embrace it
ok we run the city and you gotta face it
catching nigga pull down ..

hook:
got no where to find me and they hard to find me
cruising through the city with my goose behind me
if you don’t know by now we run the city
and if you don’t know by now ok we run the city.
got no where to find me and they hard to find me
cruising through the city with my goose behind me
if you don’t know by now we run the city
and if you don’t know by now ok we run the city

this what i’m talking bout got some whole .. shit
you’re in my .. give me some little .. let your brother spin
barry on p i got them very short ..
rass yes yes you know you know me
g’s i’m not that bullshit rapper i’m not that ..
i’m not the one to be .. no i’m not the one to be playin with
.. nigga who murdered music i got ..refuse it
when then the nigag wanna be cool when them shooters get the ..
and i ain’t

..nigga is scared to play their games
yeah you best call your ..
.. fuck up these gucci ..louie’s on your ..
get blow up to snap .. but if i .. these beats ..
my life is really dangerous ‘cause all the truth lie fucking ..
and if my nigga tray say so
we gonna pop it .. to all this dough

[hook:]

if you’re looking the kids ...operator talking..
plus i got these talks and all my .. nigga who ..
guarantee if i see it with my ..
and ..find me i’m wishing looking grind me
..could turn the drama side
i hold the .. bitch they try to blind me
...
..might just get the ..
try to leave em ..walking ..
killing hoes kill the foes .. today ..
the city nigga i run it like me
aint not like haters let the ..
outside the water inside gater
no we can .. no rumor i’m the realest
i’m the cool you aint’ the real nigga ..aint’ gonna feel this

[hook:]

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vizzy where your newer shit?
i'm underground slime, ninja turtle sewer shit
that joint i dropped in april
make them hoes kneel like o'neal
you retired from that green, i'm making more deals, so ill
the shit i spit out of these two lips
got me killing the game bring tulips
and i'm throwing out papers like looseys
so these girls wanna hang like nooses
and why waste aim on losers
when i'm gunnin' for the top, tom cruisin'
i john hughes it, i john holmes it, i go hulk, and i go hogan
now tell me how i don't kill shit
when i stay bussing like field trips
the only time a nigga ever seen me
is when he was watching a flim clip
and my old girl say i don't feel shit
cause i won't stumple over her guilt trips
miss her period, saying "i feel sick!"
shit cut that out now, real quick
and i'm on my uncle phil shit
throw out some jazz and get some cake
you think those little nicki's gonna
make you feel the bass?
i don't trust no one but god
say my prayers and give him thanks
porto-potties on the moon
man, i shit in outer space

say i ain't gridin', say i ain't focused
i say "ok! i'm reloaded"
i see the top, that's where i'm going
i'm like "ok! i'm reloaded"

bitch, i'm reloaded

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cops at the .. b*tches in my old foe
i should call run and go home
i’ve been in this club too long
the woman that i would try is happy with a good guy
but i’ve been drinking so much and i’ma call it anyway
i say f*ck that nigga that you love so bad
i know used to think about the time’s we had
i say f*ck that nigga that you think you found
then said you picked up i know is not around
i’m just sayin you can do better
tell me have you heard that ..
i’m just sayin you can do better
and now start hating me if you make it

i’m just sayin though
he ain’t better than me i know that for sure
i’m feeling like nothing’s real i disappear the feeling and tell you it was none
like the nigga that you’re dealing with
told your ass to keep me tryin to get my ..
go ahead cross my tryin get my ..strength
i was joking got exactly get that ..
what’s your smoking .. what you drink
he can’t afford .. what you’re thinking
plus i heard you like .. across your face
i rather touch you .. i ain’t gonna touch your face
i rather beat you from the back till i can’t ..
he find out you’re talking to me like f*ck up your place
i know it’s wee like f*ck up your place
i know it’s weak that’s the type of shit you’re dealing with
guessing .. you love ti and i accept it when you’re ready for the ..i respected

you can tell em myself whatever you can tell
you can tell em myself is whatever
i ain’t .. even if you try to that’s won’t make it

cops at ..all my people been here
i see a lot of friends here
guess she don’t’ have the time to kick it no more..so important
i’ve been drinking so much

i say f*ck that nigga that you love so bad
i know used to think about the time’s we had
i say f*ck that nigga that you think you found
then said you picked up i know is not around
i’m just sayin you can do better
tell me have you heard that ..
i’m just sayin you can do better
and now start hating me if you make it

i think i’m addicted..sitting talking about b*tches that we almost had
i don’t think i’m conscious making the women that .. goes bad
but shit is all good we do a party we do a party
b*tches came over yeah we do a party
i was just calling cause they were just leaving
..to believe in i need you right now ..too many drinks have been given to me
i got two women that’s livin .. play for the flights ..
..no names after a while girl they alll say the same.. hard time fame
.. i’ve been talking crazy .. lucky to stay on i need somebody to put this way on

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[verse 1 - lupe fiasco:]
yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings
devil on me, spittlefields and all saints
playing field aint levelling the lane
throwin’ stones at ya bones kick pebbles at your pain
swear they go hard
but they sold jello in the pain
tryna carmelo but he came
lord have mercy but we be having that jersey
flowin’ so hungry, rappin’ that thirsty
think fast, fast women like jackie joyner kersee
fast life like born on wednesday and died on thursday
fast money like zakat or fitr
brake fast, slow my roll like brake pads
cause if you run the light
they just might stop you niggas
rodney king on the dome, just things that i’m on

[verse 2 - trae tha truth:]
i’m on this one way headed where the slums play
if i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son ?
struggling first class, headed for the runway
real n-gga shit i gotta make it one day
hard times so i tell em to fall back
all white but the phantom is all black
for everything i lost tell em i want it all back
everyone who left me for nothing tell em to call back
they aint authentic, tell them i don’t even relate
minus the love feel like i was something to hate
tell them hate now
the world looking out, they on the front row
everybody looking now
i used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights
daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights
had a poor man swag now it’s priced right
always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right
yeah you can tell em i’m home
the streets in need of a king, you can tell em i’m home
used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long
now i’m always in the hood like i was never gon’
i’m home, tell ‘em i’m something they couldn’t cut off
try to hit the switch if you want i aint gon cut off
a 100 thousand volts a true thing gon shut off
anything in the way is gon' get permanently shut off

[verse 3 - big boi:]
never letting go, although sometimes i split like banana peels for heels
my spill is so legit, know the scent everytime i pick up the microphone and spit
eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctors visit
but this aint physics or rocket science
this a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired
i am not a motivational speaker but people get easilly motivated
when they hear big reeking
havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight
my city, growl with me, hoochi hoo’ing through the night sky
bunch of fly, bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon
rocking aligator shoes i’m on

[verse 4 - wale:]
you know me, cool breeze, a nigga high
rather live alone forever than live a lie
i’m in the zone, phone pro’s keepin me comfy
got squares, dark squares cover my luggage
i’m in love with some women, more in love with my mother
i’m in love with my god, less in love with this money
and my loving is off, got a bigger cigar
out in vegas with broads, bout as thick as toccara
my ambition is ammunition if this is war
they can’t run, they can’t run, this is a war
got forever indurance, forever under purists
i put my breath in this muthaf-cka
they better hear it
good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics
my only dream to get rich and never marry
give these niggas the pink slip when they appear
and i aint trippin, my only competition’s the mirror.

[verse 5 - wiz khalifa:]
remember they used to be like who is this
now i’m up in this bitch
smoking weed out in london they bringing me fish and chips
thought of this as a young’un
who know this be the life that i really live
now i’m flying on trips, promoters and owners giving me gifts
don’t gotta shop, i aint payin’ for shit
this audemar on my wrist, got it ?
older people looking at me how i bought all of this
i say i got it from grindin’, perfect timing
started at the bottom, aint afraid to climb it
took something rough and turn it to a diamond
it aint come easy, had to find it
and now you can’t say i got game cause i define it
nigga i’m on like the light and if i ever fall off
i’ll be back on the same night
me and my dogs we on the same flight
carefree i don’t need the stress
smoking khaled, my weed the best

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2 x chorus:
we need some help from you now
all my fears all my hopes they have drown
i’m down on my knees
begging you please please send one down.

i pray to god for another dollar
got on my knees say please come and help me father
..cheese what i need i can’t baby borrow
my stomach .. speed it up my ..
i got no home, i got no home no other place to go
so if you title mother nature you can make it snow
so i can take it lady..chop it make it grow
tryin to be patient but feeling like what you’re waiting for
take it ..f*ck …‘cause my despair ..people seem to love it
my attitude is true it seem ..
i take the harder to chess someone the green duchess
i never hurt somebody on the cash ..
as far as .. seem watching grass grow
by any means for this green .. folks to the ..is the middle finger .. yeah

2 x chorus:
we need some help from you now
all my fears all my hopes they have drown
i’m down on my knees
begging you please, please send one down.

so watch the meaning of the .. thirty years till they all hurt
key is school they can’t even get their job first
my mama told me when it rains there is .. work
but is pouring in the .. top.. jeans ..
so now they’re picking .. till they school ..
and you wonder why you’re working on the rules now
but f*cking ‘cause they’re losing their ..
..new system ..education they go to ..for a thousand
.. now that’s respect for .. paper ‘cause if it’s .. look what is teachers makin
..shit if you ain’t applaud working hard .. damn.

[2 x chorus:]

after my place …
pray somebody come for help no they not
… so we pack a .. block
all the system .. and i ain’t speaking the ..
speaking the .. now is somewhere in the hood
.. everything going wrong .. in the whole time promise to not ..
nothing but fear we got a story to tell pay attention to ..

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[hook]
so far to go
we gotta keep on pushing, come on

[verse 1 - trae the truth]
i’m on a neverending vacation
until my tires go flat
or everything f-cked up and gonna fall off track
picture me like a kodak
re-up, nigga, they know that
feeling like i ain’t got shit
work in back of a throwback
i’m cold up in this hallway
hustling out it all day
trying to get this money
and that audi 8 in all grey
haters say it’s over but you can tell them i’m busy
professor with the books
? with a smith &a wesson
trying to make it to the top, 100,000 miles away
somewhere in gabon, where guerillas known to fly cage
pedal to the floor, i don’t know where i’m headed
but i know if i’m headed somewhere that ain’t for me, then you can get it
minutes from losing focus, sick is from insane
tell em i’m coming for it, stomach said the same thing
i’m nothing like a loser, knew i was here to win
f-ck if they close the door, knock tonight, i’m coming in

[hook]
i gotta make it
i gotta make it though
i gotta make it
i gotta make it though

i’m from the bottom but i still try
feeling like there ain’t a chance but i still try
the streets is all i know
but still i got so far to go

[verse 2 - meek mill]
i used to play the corner with a 40 on my hip
hanging in my ? how i’m gonna get up out this bitch
coppers spedning erry minute, i was dirty as a broom
i used to take it in the crib and write my raps up in the room
trying to chase a dream
who thought that i’d be cover of these magazines
fresh from a jail cell, greasier than vaseline
i went to bet from running around with mack machines
busting shots and ducking shots with killers right in back of me
i never had a choice, i never really spoke a lot
i never had a voice until i started making noise
i went from running with my boys to crushing niggas round the world
them bitches used to turn me down but now
i’m f-cking all them girls, yeah. i’m from a city where these
young’uns doomed. i was upset my father died and turned a young’n?.
for every killer, that was killed, there go another goon
so every track they send my way i’m gonna go summer june

[hook]
i gotta make it
i gotta make it though
i gotta make it
i gotta make it though

i’m from the bottom but i still try
feeling like there ain’t a chance but i still try
the streets is all i know
but still i got so far to go

[verse 3 - pusha t]
even with the magazine covers and the articles
i still got so far to go
9th-degree black belt in the art of blow
cook pot and a spoon in my arsenal
school of hard knocks, made the honor roll
7 grams to a key, i was on a roll
haters couldn’t stand it, i took it for granted
misplaced a bag of money and didn’t panic
yeah, on my road to the riches
baby-blue diamonds and them hot yellow bitches
you can’t cancel our christmas
italian roadsters, high yellow stitching
yeah, what the f-ck is y’all pitching?
hall of fame with the o’s cal ripken
my hands still in the snow like mittens
got my weight belt on: power-lifting
push!

[hook]
i gotta make it
i gotta make it though
i gotta make it
i gotta make it though

i’m from the bottom but i still try
feeling like there ain’t a chance but i still try
the streets is all i know
but still i got so far to go

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my attitude is f*ck it house biggest public,
shopping is a pleasure pinky .. nug it
niggas like the ..not to buck it
i lean .. white whip michael douglas hard times called for drastic measures
i called my doll he wanna .. eleven
forty .. yellin, niggas .. choppin with the shoulders ..
microphone .. i know i’m wrong
the man .. so sing alone you know the song i’m sing
bring the thing …
is rose i need a hundred bottles, yellow b*tch ..to swallow
h. town real .. i can move em ..

triple back in the mirror .. mother streets
quarter back and .. on top of these ..
all these stones for my .. is part of the streets
the .. danger were part of my sits
i’m in the hood .. but the haters watchin
couple feelin ain’t .. sits invisible
competition is murder haters i’m killin
f*ck my money machine i don’t count it i blow it
it’s my money concede it ..in the good when i do it
i’m an asshole deep .. reckless, i from city houston
you can tell em the .. the king of the streets
somewhere deep with gorillas, can’t you see the gorillas
the others .. tell the truth …

..i know you b*tches hate it
i’m in the new .. the one who ..created
i can’t give you a diamond but i can give you fade it
before you become a member you get initiated
a lot of racks big ice heavy weapon the hood still love me ‘cause i ever left
i distribute it, i get rid of it, so coming back
every beat of it, territorial so memorial and don’t feel bad
talking the only you
this is real shit and that’s nonsense
i got .. i got .. i got investors i get sponsors
..true i’m with monsters, ain’t nothing for sure
and i got ..we’re rushin the door .

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