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I got a feeling nigga really my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like where the roof?
Pull up the dogs canaries they goin roof
Even once had a job pouring tar up on a
That boy had it hard no facade its the
So now when I and get massaged its the proof
Proofs in the and that baking sodas taking
that I'm making got her taking photos naked
Listening to niggas like at Wendy Williams
I flip my middle finger I'm on 20 million
The turn me on I'm masturbating at the top
hoes so excited they catching every drop
I'm dodging the debacles pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a bob got high I still do both but somehow I got by

Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad I write
That money looking funny in the light
But who really we just throw it in the air
Celebrating wealth pouring moet in her
me her weave the blue is a weave
Trunk of white car smell like blue cheese
boy get salad beef bout movements
BM on them big things looking foolish
Shawty low big things popping
Tip on the glock from a up in Compton shooting at the cops
one time I gave her to the block
I fucked 1 time we boys in the hood and nigga you lil
Suppress ya appetite we taking ya lil'
Love my handgun but my chopper the shit
Banned in 1994 but I'm to to quit
1996 kilos was the shit but that be better then that shit be bad for ya skin
Niggas was ruthless and lord that I've sinned
But I about my future in the loops I could pin
Walked out on a gig and I turned to the
Kept my name low key I heard from in weeks
I came up wit a to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now mad at me
Motherfuck em all sweat from my balls
If I drop another I did that for my dogs
10 Maybach's riding big
I just sit back like what I did
I bow my head and beg for forgiveness
Once I said my prayer everybody back to

Smoking on a blunt in my own restaurant people looking a distance think I'm big daddy kunk
Reincarnated spirit of a g ill make u dinner take a seat so we could eat
A aura paws on the pork you eat from the bowl while ya dog need a fork
Niggas loyal snakes slithered in they coil im laughing at you
Cause kill you when I'm bored

We stepping on ya crew you motherfuckers crush
And making sweet to every women that you lust
I love to pay her bills can't wait to pay her rent Jackson baby mama
I asking for a cent
Burn the down gotta buy another
Don't forget the gas can jealous motherfucker
To another chapter paper I captured
Caught up in the rapture off of and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you funny
Women to stare cause they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening accounts deposit a 100 stacks
up wont take it out baby that's a gift maybe you could live
I knew it work but I just like to give used to run the street
Young nigga bare feet now I'm in the suites and I'm crab meats
Ice so right other envy they calling all my jewelers up asking what he spending
Thinking bout BOSS not bout them here's a letter to my enemies one I won't send amen