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T:]
Re-Up Pusha
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you it muthafucker
Yes
All I see is roses, drug dealer poses
that devils angel up they noses
never let jail turn my shine into
couldnt cleanse my with them civil rights sposes
roof, under glass like a coaster
backseat driver, racial at the chauffeur
killian loafers, chokes her
Photo-op priceless, frame our wanted posters
the audacity, war casualty
bitch have my son before I face that
ugh, I order hits, she orders
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, out the shower posse
Gone!!!

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

[Kanye
Im here, its the
bad bitches me
sometimes we our standards at the colleges
so please judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, skinny modeling
take of that Givenchy and lets get
I have your face all Captain Cruncy
the stay testing
when you chase the pussy its a sin
but if it in your lap its a blessing
soon as I got salad, I it all on dressing
French, to be exact, Balmain was impressive
had used the leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

The Prynce:]
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we looking for
if we wasnt black then we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my
they cook and I
got twenty of kush in the duffle
so Im running through circles,
boy Im looking like
look at my knuckles, got the hook in cause was looking
Ive some whoopings, so trust me, dog Im good for a scuffle
dont be mad I whooped your ass Ive tooken a couple
feds asking niggas questions but I wouldnt
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood the bubble
with a tall model broad like I her from Russell
didnt the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle
Flush, so kiss my royal nuts
aint nothing spooned, I came from the soil, bruh
but now Im eating off of rather gold
ravioli with some happy yellow hoes
but dont get it when I rap these mellow flows
cause all my got bricks like a yellow road

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

Im in, no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking ounces
mountains, drinks youre not pronouncing
three chains on, I dont need no
nothing less a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new smashed in her blouses
fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent (houses)
my nigga, we rent
so many wedding rings lost in them
Im just a Westside
I leave females in my sheets and all my in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
stacking money face to face, dish it, like CPR
Ye invited me a seat to sit at the
so now Im snapping yo ass just finished a poem
he sound like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, Im chilling all these niggas, counting all this money you aint
consider yourself to see a legend before the prime
a killer the crime, a BIG before the Dime
greet me wit a finger when you see me
its cool, cause I see yo ass from this side of the TV muthafucker

[J.
Hey, World, make way for the chosen one
what you now is putting fear in all the older ones
down played me to downgrade me like they notice son
your shoes too big too fill? I can 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 with a cold flow and a gun
say Im better than Hov, but Im the closest one
heard you for trouble, what, Im supposed to run?
yo bitch invited me her, aint I supposed to cum?
got thatll blow your tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heavens gate, like you know someone
talking hard, but yall still aint me
they say you are what you eat, and I still pussy
it, everybody can get it
when youre this hot, everybodys a
but youre this high everybodys a midget
all this mean mugging from niggas mean nothing
could it be my is one that you dreamed of?
went from to broke to half past rich
with my bitch
and you dont no problems on some math class shit
so check the young out
fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my sprout
I thought that shit is what you been fiending bout
what you been praying What you been screaming bout?
ironic you been on the one that you been dreaming bout