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Uh, why you holding grudges screaming to impress the judges Save your image in public Behind the scene you getting reprimanded You was the most up-and-coming, nothing's coming of it That I don't covet Rather play the master than the puppet life I put the bun up in the oven And walk away from love like David Ruffin Back again like [?] walking on the helicopter padding And no work if we ain't taking budgets Tough crowd but I'm cut from it Can't stand you but there's nothing that I can't stomach I'm a brand that you can't trust it's tough loving Get used to me, how I used to be, but got enough coming I change the att**ude, LA from the beach to the avenues Gradual became all of a sudden All of them fronting the future in it The rules infinite, the one who never knew no limits A n***a touch my brother Ev, imma bust his head Heard him talking choppy on the net, [?] When n***as seen us in public it was nothing said in his kit looking like an undercover fed These laws brag, god bless my little brother Ced Still on the [?] and that 500 running red Lining up all these pops caught a hunnid heads Made 20 thousand off top, that's a b***er spread Then get the baking man dropped how much I love the bread You know my youngin caught a opp, you seen him cut his dreads Blew 80 bands on the watch, I got it from the [?] Told her see if she can make me pop cause I don't come from here Bragging to her homegirls, calling it another leg Friends jumped out the shower, your b*t*h begging me to come to bed Told me how she always had dreams of f**king celebs But I was thinking sh*t her homegirl come instead Serve the custies, armpits musty Dirt under my fingernail my shirt is dusty Your face will be leaking out blood and pus I draw on it with a razor when it's rusty Bird shrubbery leave my chain very nuggety I'm merging in your lane very subtley Why you cooking the filet till it's rubbery I only sip the chardonnay when it's bubbly Uh, muchacho malo, let's celebrate your death day and pop a bottle [?], might put a hex on you with a chicken like Papa Shango Big chain, skeleton bones dangling while I'm mingling Now let's watch a flick by John Singleton (Rest in peace) Uh They shoulda [?] a platinum in a pot of gold They lied and said the king of rock was gone I ain't died I'm still here in all my glory dancing on the stove Mink coat in all my gold I raise the price on my soul You can't afford the kind of excellence I'm p*ssing, I'm different Plastic on the floor I just got done ripping [?] My bank account singing like Minnie Ripperton All high notes, is you listening? You f**k me once b*t*h, you was just auditioning Sprinkle holy water on the brick, we had a kilo Christmas I'm really fishing with the wrist, we was running through like a brick a hour Supreme duffel bag at the ticket counter You broke bum n***as ain't worth a bullet, my shooter hit the n***as 'round em And make 'em live through it You just talking the sh*t I been doing I had the 550 Benz moving when Olajuwon was still in Houston Buy every one of 'em, I might as well I was praying for direction and the signs fell Caught me three days later said the white was funny I said you trippin, I never seen a episode of Seinfeld That sh*t ain't [?] them n***as minimal I heard the album, typical B*t*h my wrist is gold, I'm Ibaka on the pick-and-roll I make sure the bricks step in, I push the envelope
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