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Akon and B. I.G.

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

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

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

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

Dark blue land, tint, chrome rims
And a system that leave my rear trembling
Whatchu do when poppa catch ya attitude
Drop to knees and show gratitude
Kiss my ring, a frank white thing
I stay potent, bitches devoted, take my and deep throat it

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

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 story

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

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

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

I know some wanna act hard flicks bitch
Fake jack boys, rob, get killed
Got kinfolk yard big whips
That's got to my homeboys this year

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

Is there 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

Akon, while B.I.G. is up with Enrique
I'm on the coastline politician' with
We got the flyin' in the Coupe all day
Tryin' to find a new way to in pure 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 when things get deep
And my Africans will put your main man to

Now, in far from the block
to figure 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 to the lock

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

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

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

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

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

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

Duckin' and dockin', is red wise
Niggaz is been telling no, there no way that it slimmed
But nothin', we ride and and we gotta die
So you catch up to his ass before I up, give him mine
But that's one thing the real nigga here
I'm a 5K one killer, I've set his ass on

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

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