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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 that devils angel up they
never let turn my shine into Moses
couldnt cleanse my with them civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, under glass like a
driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur
killian loafers, Mikimoto her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our posters
the audacity, war brings
bitch have my son before I face that
ugh, I hits, she orders mahi
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower
Gone!!!

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

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

[Cyhi The
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we wasnt black we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is trap niggas and in my huddle
they and I smuggle
got twenty pounds of in the duffle
so Im running through circles,
boy Im looking Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the hook in niggas 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 asking niggas but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood the bubble
with a tall model broad like I her from Russell
play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so my royal nuts
aint silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh
but now Im off of rather yellow gold
exquisite ravioli some happy yellow hoes
but dont get it when I rap these mellow flows
cause all my Titos got bricks like a road

[Big
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Don nigga
(But you it mutherfucker)

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

[J.
Hey, Cole World, way for the chosen one
what you now hear is putting fear in all the ones
down played me to downgrade me like they notice son
your shoes too big too fill? I can barely my toes in em
fucking hoes while teaching niggas to hold sons
this the rap Moses, that, Mary and Josephs son
high as fuck with a cold flow and a gun
never say Im better Hov, but Im the closest one
heard you looking for trouble, what, Im to run?
yo bitch invited me inside her, aint I supposed to
got niggas blow your tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heavens gate, fronting like you know
talking hard, but still aint push me
they say you are what you eat, and I still aint
it, everybody can get it
when youre hot, everybodys a critic
but when youre high everybodys a midget
all this mean from niggas that mean nothing
could it be my is one that you dreamed of?
went from quarter to to half past rich
with my bitch
and you dont want no problems on math class shit
so check the young 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 bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming