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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
shoveling devils angel up they noses
never let jail turn my into Moses
couldnt cleanse my soul with civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, glass like a coaster
backseat driver, racial slurs at the
killian loafers, chokes her
this priceless, frame our wanted posters
the audacity, war brings
bitch my son before I face that tragedy
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
we lowered our standards at the colleges
so dont judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, skinny modeling
take of that and lets get raunchy
I have your looking all Captain Cruncy
the devil testing
cause when you the pussy its a sin
but if it falls in lap its a blessing
soon as I got salad, I it all on dressing
French, to be exact, Balmain was impressive
had the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

[Cyhi The
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we looking for
maybe if we wasnt then we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is trap and crooks in my huddle
they and I smuggle
got twenty pounds of in the duffle
so Im running them circles,
boy Im looking like
at my knuckles, got the hook in cause niggas was looking
Ive tooken 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 with the bubble
with a tall model like I took her from Russell
play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so my royal nuts
aint nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil,
but now Im off of rather yellow gold
exquisite ravioli some happy yellow hoes
but dont get it confused when I rap these flows
cause all my Titos got bricks like a yellow

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

Im in, that no-smoke sec rolling ounces
marijuana mountains, drinks not pronouncing
three on, I dont need no bouncers
nothing less a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds in her blouses
a hotel, my nigga we rent houses (houses)
my nigga, we houses
so many wedding lost in them couches
Im a Westside 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 to sit at the throne
so now Im snapping like yo ass just a poem
he sound like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, all this money you aint
consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the
a killer before the crime, a BIG the Dime
greet me wit a middle finger you see me
its cool, I cant see yo ass from this side of the TV muthafucker

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