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I got a feeling nigga really my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey the roof?
Pull up the dogs canaries they goin roof
Even had a job pouring tar up on a roof
That boy had it hard no facade its the
So now I Menage and get massaged its the proof
in the pudding and that baking sodas taking
Paper that I'm got her taking photos naked
to niggas like whistling at Wendy Williams
I flip my middle I'm chilling on 20 million
The rumors me on I'm masturbating at the top
These hoes so they catching every drop
I'm dodging the debacles like pot holes in
We cut the weed 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 brown stray lost weight
Kimbo on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money funny in the light
But who really cares we just it in the air
wealth pouring moet in her hair
Excuse me her weave the is a weave
Trunk full of white car smell like cheese
That boy get salad beef movements
BM dubs on big things looking foolish
Shawty sitting low big popping
Tip on the glock from a crip up in Compton at the cops
Fuck one time I her to the block
I fucked 1 time we boys in the and nigga you lil trey
ya appetite we taking ya lil' tray
Love my handgun but my chopper still the
in 1994 but I'm to legit to quit
1996 kilos was the shit but that be better then roofing that shit be bad for ya
Niggas was and lord knows that I've sinned
But I thought about my future in the I could pin
Walked out on a gig and I to the streets
Kept my name low key I ain't heard from in
I came up wit a to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now mad at me
Motherfuck em all they from my balls
If I drop album I did that for my dogs
10 Maybach's everybody big
I just sit back like look I did
I bow my head and beg for forgiveness
Once I said my everybody back to business

Smoking on a blunt in my own restaurant people looking from a distance think I'm big daddy
Reincarnated of a g beef ill make u dinner take a seat so we could eat
A Farrakhan aura paws on the pork you eat from the bowl while ya dog a fork
Niggas ain't loyal snakes slithered in they im laughing at you
Cause kill you niggas I'm bored

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