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Akon and B. I.G.

Niggaz it but ain't livin' it
Cristyle pop I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard
Gator chunks bitch, rollin' with the willyist of the Willie
Hitch link cop, and 9-Milli's, stories like a motherfucker

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

Smokin' cigars and Bogatar with nigga's
Named and Enrique and shit, games we play, life endin'
Bitches bendin' over with ease for a of Moschino jeans

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

blue land, smoke tint, chrome rims
And a system that my rear views trembling
gonna do when poppa catch ya attitude
Drop to your knees and gratitude
Kiss my ring, it's a white thing
I stay potent, devoted, take my dick and deep throat it

Eternal sunshine in elevated world of mine
for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this design

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

Picture me, a product of the zone
Scareless, don't know I am supposed to be
Shit 'cause, money never to me
shit shout, I suffered unshamelessly

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nigga's is quick to rocks and hide hands
Make a for it, get away from it
That was the but

The whole time I've been plotting on man
Caught him and sleepin'
I hit his ass with the
Here's something that you understand
How can one be so cold and snatch a so down

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

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

Eternal in this elevated world of mine
for this hour glass of time
Tryna find my purpose on this design

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