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

Creflo pray Mike Vick payed brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad I write
That money looking funny in the light
But who really cares we just it in the air
Celebrating pouring moet in her hair
Excuse me her weave the blue is a
Trunk full of white car smell like blue
That boy get salad bout movements
BM dubs on them big things looking
Shawty low big things popping
Tip on the from a crip up in Compton shooting at the cops
Fuck one I gave her to the block
I fucked 1 time we boys in the and nigga you lil trey
Suppress ya appetite we ya lil' tray
Love my handgun but my still the shit
Banned in 1994 but I'm to legit to
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 to the streets
Kept my name low key I heard from in weeks
I up wit a strategy to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now mad at me
Motherfuck em all sweat from my balls
If I another album I did that for my dogs
10 Maybach's everybody big
I just sit back like what I did
Then I bow my and beg for forgiveness
Once I said my prayer everybody back to

Smoking on a blunt in my own restaurant people looking from a distance think I'm big daddy
Reincarnated spirit of a g beef ill 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 ain't loyal snakes slithered in they coil im at you
Cause kill you niggas 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 Curtis baby mama
I asking for a cent
Burn the down gotta buy another
Don't forget the gas can jealous motherfucker
To another paper that I captured
Caught up in the rapture off of and laughter
Homicide is humor and you looking funny
love to stare cause they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank deposit a 100 stacks
up wont take it out baby that's a gift maybe you could live
I knew it wouldn't work but I like to give used to run the street
Young nigga bare feet now I'm in the suites and I'm eating meats
Ice so right other rappers they calling all my jewelers up asking what he spending
Thinking bout BOSS not thinking bout here's a letter to my enemies one I won't send amen