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

Creflo pray Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather looking funny in the light
But who cares we just throw it in the air
Celebrating pouring moet in her hair
Excuse me her weave the is a weave
Trunk full of white car smell like cheese
boy get salad beef bout movements
BM dubs on them big things looking
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 we boys in the hood and nigga you lil trey
Suppress ya we taking ya lil' tray
my handgun but my chopper still the shit
Banned in but I'm to legit to quit
1996 kilos was the shit but that be better roofing that shit be bad for ya skin
was ruthless and lord knows that I've sinned
But I about my future in the loops I could pin
out on a gig and I turned to the streets
Kept my name low key I ain't from in weeks
I came up wit a to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now mad at me
em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that for my
10 everybody riding big
I just sit back look 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 from a think I'm big daddy kunk
Reincarnated of a g beef 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 ain't loyal snakes slithered in they coil im at you
Cause you niggas when I'm bored

We stepping on ya crew until you motherfuckers
And making sweet love to every women you lust
I to pay her bills can't wait to pay her rent Curtis Jackson baby mama
I ain't asking for a
Burn the house down buy another
Don't forget the gas can stupid motherfucker
To another chapter paper I captured
up in the rapture off of gunshots and laughter
Homicide is humor and you looking funny
Women love to stare cause know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank deposit a 100 stacks
Break up wont take it out baby that's a gift maybe you could
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 rappers 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