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This just in, this nigga black back
That mean the payroll is ready, you know that is happy
I pray my liver it, don't read your contracts petty
Just read the statement, my niggas bout that fetti
And I was backwards, taking picture with actors
And a disguise what you fear, but what you fear is a factor
These niggas of bizzy, cause I get busy for practice
But disregard the shit, ain't tryna answer your
I cross em over quick, I'm iverson with the

If I see jordan at the top of the key, it's bap bap
it's lights out, this is my house
Fuck y'all, nigga I
My bench going through withdrawals, do it with y'all or y'all
And I rep at away games, then come home and eat rogaine
I'm too young to be out (he too young to be stressed out)
Coroner, him up, he ain't have it, on deck
Cobain, va, real nigga, up
Get it

on 100 thou
Fuck your fashion, all my youngins know gun in style
Suckers got me fucked up, and I bought the bitch
And I ain't house arrest when I say my niggas semi out
No bench sitting, just working
No penny pinching, just plenty
Phones, hatian boy leave em alone
When I'm a nature boy, I blow on grass and be a
Legendary folarin, bitch I'm with orders shit
Niggas cooking, I'm by insurmountable margin

When you to my town, put you right where you want to be
Got variety, brims like appliance apartment
I'm providing the ignorance with a side of conscious
stick with a small one, but imma slide with a bopper
Got a chick the hood, got a chick that's in college
I just put lips together like I'm tired of talk