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

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

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

[Cyhi The
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we black then we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is trap niggas and in my huddle
they cook and I
got twenty pounds of kush in the
so Im through them circles,
boy Im like Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the 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 but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the with the bubble
with a tall model broad like I took her Russell
didnt play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer
Flush, so kiss 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 get it confused when I rap these mellow flows
cause all my got bricks like a yellow road

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

Im in, that sec rolling motherfucking ounces
marijuana mountains, drinks youre not
three chains on, I need no bouncers
nothing less than a G in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds in her blouses
fuck a hotel, my we rent houses (houses)
my nigga, we houses
so many wedding rings in them couches
Im a Westside lover
I leave females in my sheets and all my in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
money face to face, dish it, look like CPR
Ye invited me a seat to sit at the
so now Im like yo ass just finished a poem
does he like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, all this money you aint
consider lucky to see a legend before the prime
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, make way for the one
what you now hear is putting in all the older 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 your
this the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and son
high as fuck with a cold and a loaded gun
never say Im than Hov, but Im the closest one
you looking for trouble, what, Im supposed to run?
yo bitch invited me inside her, aint I to cum?
got niggas blow your tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heavens gate, fronting you know someone
talking hard, but yall aint push me
they say you are what you eat, and I still pussy
it, everybody can get it
when youre this hot, everybodys a
but when youre this everybodys a midget
all this mugging from niggas that mean nothing
could it be my position is one you dreamed of?
went from to broke to half past rich
my badass 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 that real shit is what you been fiending bout
what you been for? What you been screaming bout?
you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming bout