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

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

West:]
Im here, its the
bad massaging me
sometimes we our standards at the colleges
so please dont judge me, ugh, for the
fat bitches swallowing, bitches modeling
of that Givenchy and lets get raunchy
I have your face all Captain Cruncy
the devil testing
when 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 was impressive
had used the leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

The Prynce:]
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we black then we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is trap and crooks in my huddle
cook and I smuggle
got pounds of kush in the duffle
so Im running them circles,
boy Im looking like
look at my knuckles, got the hook in niggas was looking
Ive tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog Im for a scuffle
be mad I whooped your ass cause Ive tooken a couple
feds asking niggas questions but I rebuttal
cause Im Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood with the bubble
with a tall broad like I took her from Russell
didnt play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer
Royal Flush, so kiss my royal
aint nothing silver spooned, I from the soil, bruh
but now Im eating off of yellow gold
exquisite ravioli with some yellow hoes
but dont get it confused when I rap mellow flows
cause all my Titos got like a yellow road

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

Im in, that no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking
marijuana mountains, youre not pronouncing
three chains on, I need no bouncers
less than a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new smashed in her blouses
fuck a hotel, my nigga we houses (houses)
my nigga, we rent
so many wedding rings lost in 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, dish it, like CPR
Ye invited me a seat to sit at the
so now Im like yo ass just finished a poem
does he sound Ye, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, 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 middle finger 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 is putting fear in all the older ones
down played me to downgrade me like dont 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 and a loaded gun
say Im better than Hov, but Im the closest one
heard you 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 of heavens gate, fronting like you know someone
talking hard, but yall still aint me
say you are what you eat, and I still aint pussy
fuck it, can get it
when youre hot, everybodys a critic
but when youre this high a midget
all this mean mugging from niggas that mean
it be my position is one that you dreamed of?
went from to broke to half past rich
with my badass
and you dont no problems on some math class shit
so the young genius out
fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my sprout
I thought that real shit is what you been fiending
what you been for? What you been screaming bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you dreaming bout