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T:]
Re-Up Gang
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it
Yes
All I see is roses, drug dealer poses
shoveling devils angel up they noses
never let turn my shine into Moses
couldnt cleanse my soul with them civil rights
panoramic roof, glass like a coaster
backseat driver, slurs at the chauffeur
killian loafers, Mikimoto her
Photo-op priceless, frame our wanted posters
the audacity, war casualty
bitch my son before I face that tragedy
ugh, I hits, she orders mahi
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the posse
Gone!!!

(You out problems)
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it

West:]
Im here, its the
bad bitches me
we lowered our standards at the colleges
so please judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, bitches modeling
take of Givenchy and lets get raunchy
I have your looking all Captain Cruncy
the stay testing
cause you chase the pussy its a sin
but if it in your lap its a blessing
as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing
French, to be exact, that Balmain was
had used the main (leathers, leathers, leathers)

[Cyhi The
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we wasnt black then we have struggled
player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my
they and I smuggle
got twenty pounds of in the duffle
so Im running them circles,
boy Im looking like
look at my knuckles, got the hook in cause was looking
Ive tooken whoopings, so trust me, dog Im good for a scuffle
dont be mad I whooped your ass cause Ive tooken a
feds niggas questions but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood with the
with a tall model broad like I took her from
didnt play the cards I was dealt, I made the re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my royal
aint nothing silver spooned, I came the soil, bruh
but now Im eating off of yellow gold
exquisite ravioli with happy yellow hoes
but get it confused when I rap these mellow flows
cause all my Titos got bricks like a yellow

Sean:]
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Don nigga
(But you it mutherfucker)

Im in, that no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking
marijuana mountains, drinks youre not
chains on, I dont need no bouncers
nothing than a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds in her blouses
fuck a hotel, my we rent houses (houses)
my nigga, we rent
so many rings lost in them couches
Im a Westside lover
I leave females in my sheets and all my feelings in a
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
stacking money face to face, dish it, look CPR
Ye invited me a to sit at the throne
so now Im snapping like yo ass finished a poem
does he sound Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, counting all money you aint
consider lucky to see a legend before the prime
a killer before the crime, a BIG the Dime
me wit a middle finger when you see me
its cool, cause I cant see yo ass from this of the TV muthafucker

[J.
Hey, Cole World, make way for the one
what you now hear is putting fear in all the older
down me to downgrade me like they dont notice son
shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in em
fucking hoes while teaching niggas to your sons
the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and Josephs son
high as fuck a cold flow and a loaded gun
say Im better than Hov, but Im the closest one
heard you looking for trouble, what, Im to run?
yo bitch invited me her, aint I supposed to cum?
got niggas blow your tee off, put a hole in one
now you of heavens gate, fronting like you know someone
talking hard, but yall aint push me
say you are what you eat, and I still aint pussy
fuck it, can get it
when this hot, everybodys a critic
but when youre this high a midget
all this mean mugging from niggas mean nothing
it be my position is one that you dreamed of?
went from quarter to to half past rich
my badass bitch
and you dont want no on some math class shit
so the young genius out
fuck the World, a nut, and let my semen sprout
I thought that real shit is what you been fiending
what you been praying for? What you been screaming
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been bout