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

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

West:]
Im here, its the
bad bitches me
sometimes we lowered our standards at the
so dont judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, skinny bitches
take of that and lets get raunchy
I have your face all Captain Cruncy
the devil stay
cause when you chase the its a sin
but if it falls in your lap its a
soon as I got salad, I it all on dressing
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 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 in the duffle
so Im running through circles,
boy Im looking like
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 your ass cause Ive tooken a couple
asking niggas questions but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood with the
with a tall model broad like I her from Russell
didnt play the cards I was dealt, I the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my nuts
aint nothing spooned, I came from the soil, bruh
but now Im off of rather yellow gold
exquisite ravioli with some happy hoes
but dont get it confused when I rap these flows
cause all my got bricks like a yellow road

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

Im in, that no-smoke sec motherfucking ounces
marijuana mountains, youre not pronouncing
three chains on, I dont need no
less than a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds 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 females 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 finished a
does he sound like Ye, Jay, or Drizzy
meanwhile, Im chilling all these niggas, counting all this money you aint
consider yourself lucky to see a before the prime
a before the crime, a BIG before the Dime
greet me wit a finger when you see me
its cool, cause I cant see yo ass from this of the TV muthafucker

[J.
Hey, Cole World, make way for the one
what you now hear is putting fear in all the ones
down me to downgrade me like they dont notice son
shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in em
fucking hoes while teaching niggas to hold your
this the rap Moses, that, Mary and Josephs son
high as fuck with a cold flow and a gun
never say Im better than Hov, but Im the 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 push me
they say you are what you eat, and I still aint
it, everybody can get it
when this hot, everybodys a critic
but when youre this high everybodys a
all mean mugging from niggas that mean nothing
could it be my is one that you dreamed of?
went from quarter to broke to half rich
my badass bitch
and you dont want no problems on some math class
so the young genius out
fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my semen
I thought real shit is what you been fiending bout
what you praying for? What you been screaming bout?
you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming bout