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All these niggas really my at bat average,
rap patterns
And fuck what you know, Youngen got the coldest beats
All my old hoes laying in the coldest
Even if they married they still get over me
You 0 for 3
, I'm shooting a hundred right the field now
I'm just a Fresh Prince, buzzing like Phil's child
And I Will style, peace to all my
Stuffin' in banks,
hitting Marilyn's like a
And if you feeling me, just let me it
'Cos I set the stage and get these words off like a poet
I'm Robert Frost cold on these hoes, I just them the
Edgar Poe up
Sippin something expensive and 'till they throw up
All my niggas roll up, the cops show up
My says momma's son is a millionaire"
And just for that, throw ones up in the air
This is Adjustment meets Late Registration
Connected up with the kings all 'cos of Ricky's
Tell the nigga I've been since I started creating
Now all these niggas is hating, waiting, judging,
to charge me with a flagrant, but I will not stop
They to Derek Fisher the boy, but I will not flop
Instead I take it bassline, Kobe
And I play my own drums and basslines, you me, homie
I'm getting by the bosses
The Ye's, the Hov's, the Puff's, and all nigga's who's notorious for flossing
Known to be in places niggas ain't never heard of
and watched thrones up in the
Sign my signature in cursive for them
Then we got up off that
Ace
listening to
I came a long way from that place where niggas wait to get you
And now you copped favorite mag and I'm in the latest issue
And all the bitches I never bag, they steadily claiming they miss you
And it's a shame when I get the
all these women feeling like the fourth grade
Crushin on a Youngen, 'cos they know I'm so
Once I get the digits consider me so
And none of this shit is fiction cos really I play
I changed up my old ways, to kill 'em OJ
Remind them of a young Mike, fresh J's and a gold
I stay tailored politicians, but fuck like I'm out on bond
Women catching trying to be my first son mom
But I'm catching tying to be the first one on
And my CD, do you me,
if you coming, on
IE nigga, I'm a IE
Went from Colton High School to the widescreen
Couldn't walk in my or jog by me nigga
Since I by my rules I acquired these figures
Now a got enough to supersize, ride with him
No surprise, all these Benjamins my denim
Couldn't be the nigga sitting on the benching
Open minds will be the ones to my vision
Televise my mission, on channel 5, see me in the
They monitor my every move, see me lose
Hear the shit I like "what the fuck has gotten into you?"
I got 'em tuned in a Jay-Z interview