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Akon and B. I.G.

Niggaz talkin' it but livin' it
Cristyle pop I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard
Gator chunks bitch, blunts with the willyist of the Willie
Hitch cop, M1's and 9-Milli's, stories like a motherfucker

bitch is wonderin' if I'ma fuck with her
She I treat my bitches like gavana
Dolce and Gabbana drippin', Big Poppa never
H-Class diamond, shinin', dinner with wifey whinin',

Smokin' cigars and with Columbian nigga's
Panama and Enrique and shit, games we play, life endin'
Bitches bendin' over with ease for a pair of jeans

Donna Karan I got your bank stock, say who's on top?
under the rest of them, advancing from duplex to mansion
Stashin' keys, g's over seas, VCR's in my veins
Game elevates, money I make stocks and real estate, bitch
Jet-skiing in the Caribbean, white sand, plans with my man

Dark land, smoke tint, chrome rims
And a system that leave my views trembling
Whatchu gonna do poppa catch ya attitude
to your knees and show gratitude
Kiss my ring, it's a frank thing
I stay potent, bitches devoted, take my dick and deep it

sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this glass of time
Tryna find my on this grand design

Is anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they
Is there any out there for me?
You listen to this hustler's story

Picture me, a product of the three
Scareless, don't what I am supposed to be
Shit 'cause, never came to me
shit shout, I suffered unshamelessly

The Lord nigga's especially if they act like
too big for they draws when they stacks right
Think I'm bullshittin' a niggas back like
Right home hungry, they stacks gone they forget price

I know a nigga his soul for a nickel rock
I know some hoe's for some dro you can hit the
I know a nigga 9-5 been on it
Fifteen years ain't got a car to

I know niggas wanna act hard flicks bitch
Fake jack boys, can't rob, get
Got kinfolk back big whips
That's got to lift my homeboys this

Eternal sunshine in this elevated of mine
Lookin' for hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this grand

Is anybody out there living
4, 5, 6's on the they shootin'
Is there any out there for me?
You just listen to this hustler's

Akon, while B.I.G. is sittin' up with
I'm on the coastline politician' with
We got the birds in the Coupe all day
Tryin' to find a new way to smuggle in yay

We 'bout our business, no small time thiefs
If you ain't growing the caine then we ain't meet
See, I am the one to call when get deep
And my Africans put your main man to sleep

Now, in Mexico far the block
Tryin' to out how many glocks to a box
Now, arms is what has rocks in my socks
If you can show me the money, here's the keys to the

Now, yeah, you know the is my territory
Ain't of nothing, let you fear it for me
Yeah, whether win, or draw
Believe the is waiting for all

sunshine in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour glass of
Tryna my purpose on this grand design

Is there out there living
4, 5, 6's on the streets they
Is any money out there for me?
You just to this hustler's story

is quick to chuck rocks and hide hands
Make a break for it, get from it
was the plan but

The whole time been plotting on this man
Caught him and sleepin'
I hit his ass with the
Here's something you can't understand
How can one be so cold and a nigga so down

I am on some get back shit, comes a time
In every mans mind when he's deeper than signs
I been on the grind, got homies time
Behind niggas actin' like bitches and bitches droppin'

and dockin', pussy's is red wise
Niggaz is been telling no, there ain't no way it slimmed
But nothin', we gotta ride and and we die
So you catch up to his ass I catch up, give him mine
But that's one the real nigga here despise
I'm a 5K one killer, set his ass on fire

Eternal in this elevated world of mine
Lookin' for this hour of time
Tryna my purpose on this grand design

Is there anybody out living
4, 5, 6's on the they shootin'
Is there any out there for me?
You just listen to this story