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T:]
Re-Up Pusha
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you it muthafucker
Yes
All I see is black roses, drug dealer
shoveling that devils angel up they
never let jail turn my shine Moses
couldnt cleanse my soul with civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, under glass a coaster
driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur
killian loafers, Mikimoto her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our posters
the audacity, war brings
have my son before I face that tragedy
ugh, I hits, she orders mahi
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, 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
sometimes we our standards at the colleges
so please dont me, ugh, for the following
fat swallowing, skinny bitches modeling
take of Givenchy and lets get raunchy
I your face looking all Captain Cruncy
the devil testing
when you chase the pussy its a sin
but if it falls in your lap its a
as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing
French, to be exact, Balmain was impressive
had the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

The Prynce:]
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we wasnt black then we wouldnt have
player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my
they and I smuggle
got twenty pounds of kush in the
so Im running through circles,
boy Im like Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the in cause niggas was looking
Ive tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog Im for a scuffle
dont be mad I whooped ass cause Ive tooken a couple
asking niggas questions 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
Royal Flush, so my royal nuts
aint nothing silver spooned, I from the soil, bruh
but now Im eating off of rather 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. Don nigga
(But you it mutherfucker)

Im in, no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking ounces
mountains, drinks youre not pronouncing
three on, I dont need no bouncers
less than a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds smashed in her
fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent (houses)
my nigga, we houses
so many wedding rings lost in couches
Im a Westside lover
I leave females in my and all my feelings in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
stacking money face to face, dish it, look CPR
Ye me a seat to sit at the throne
so now Im snapping like yo ass just a poem
does he sound like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy
meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, counting all this money you
consider lucky to see a legend before the prime
a killer before the crime, a BIG before the
me wit a middle finger when you see me
its cool, cause I cant see yo ass 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 dont son
your too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in em
fucking hoes while niggas to hold your sons
this the rap Moses, 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 looking for trouble, what, Im to run?
yo bitch invited me her, aint I supposed to cum?
got niggas thatll blow tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heavens gate, fronting 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 youre this hot, everybodys a
but youre this high everybodys a midget
all this mean mugging from niggas that nothing
could it be my position is one you dreamed of?
went from quarter to broke to half past
with my badass
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 real shit is what you been fiending bout
what you been praying for? you been screaming bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one you been dreaming bout