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near you
And if fate is real I'll have a deal soon
Where's the future at I need a clear view
Tear the sutures out let me heal you
If the pain was gone

nine to fifty three
I came here to run it you best believe
Everybody rejected me
This is the price, the hating fee, yeah

Stalin go
Stain go (Yeah)

the goal was to rise all above it 
Mondrian, Miami by the bar
Find me dippin in Hummus 
Pedal bike on the strip
Gettin blunted
It's a fact she called me Pooh

Future of rap i bet the fade is us
Save the love my goals way bigger plus i got too much in me
Old g's in your unit give you new buck 50's
They taking game

when the time is accepted
Alot of busta's in the gold city, with no message
Living broke, with a fifty, fit with fancy dresses
I'm Low key, but they say

I'm trying my hardest
But steady I'm calling
I'm tripping and falling
To get over you
See that I'm stalling
Your sex is enthralling
Gotta go in

And the counter looks better by the second
To my brain
That booth is fucking beckoning
Now the body follows with a reckoning
Try to keep the vomit down
As I make my

split it in half (Yeah, yeah)
50 for laying the drums, I sit and I think as I divvy the tax (Tax)
I might just need me a Drake in the future and no ain't

in for a kiss your mood change got in the way
You a Thompson to my Curry shape our future like its clay
We the stars against our ex's now we drawing

too long!
Procrastination is of the devil
So I don't fuck with it
Hunger be the rzn
I grind keep a buck fifty
You don't know broke
Until all you see is

50, a chest on my vest and a bulletproof car
They know that I'm ready to rock, can't keep me locked in a box

Break out, I'm picking the locks, y'all

s**t certain
Like, baby, you is pretty, I wanna make sure you with me
I'm just keeping it 50, if they wanna play, I'll spin till I'm dizzy
Like, for you,

finish this mission
Only if seven figures giving advice imma listen

Know what it is nigga cash rules
One hundred and fifty of my team members got all off

these bitches all on me
Fifty sacks of that Sammy Sosa
Pockets lucky like four leaf clovers
Used to whip it to get dem overs
Gods graces dem days is over

use the rock off the glass classic Duncan shit
You can be wavy as you want my crew be dumping shit
All I do is call that number then its sunken ships
I

is a kick door robbery at the first degree
No need for copping a plea you pussies squat to pee
I murder wack niggas certainly
And mixing codeine

than a girl On I.G who doesn't dress,
But still wants to spend my net at around 50 percent?
Let this message prevail out here, 
Even for the unborn

doctor say it's a girl
In '94, Illmatic dropped the same day I came in this world
My mother said, "The world is yours", she was givin' me game
It's only

upon a
Way up on a hilltop
Overlookin' the purple thunder
And the rain pours down
Turns rivers to brown death
By landslides, when I'm takin' the game

to produce a plan to stack up like 50 bands with
Manifestation of my creation I give a damn
If I'm up late, 3 in the morning you know the vibes
See I just ate,

this, latest that, vanity cake
You cry once a month, you cry more when you late
I cry every month when the due rent is late
Followed by Edison bills

I Spy

Krept & Konan

I Spy

about typing or doing no diss (no, I don't)
Don't be fooled by the shit they do in their vid's
Harvey Nicks, I'm doing a quid
Probably wear that shit

What is the time damn im missin my flight
So i sparked up that paper
Got lit for the night
A couple of bitches they ate up with my appetite
I am

wanna meet Jesus 
smokin on za got me feelin on Venus 
how cal do it what the fuck is genius? 
beat the whole squad the fuck he do, sleep us? 
walk up in