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Yeah, I step in the spot, motherfuckers say "who that?"
Big Bun B, but you already knew
Live from the where they chop it and screw that
You hatin' on the trill OG, where do that? (for real!)
need to get off the dick, man
Fall the fuck back a bike with no kickstand
Get out my mix man, go' get you stuck
Deeper in the quicksand, no easy fix, man
No tricks, man, is for kids
in my cigar, and hoes in the crib
Drank, and the 20 ounce froze in the
You fuckin' with PA so you know it is
I'm on the fours that clack
Comin' down candy in the 'Lac
We gettin' to the money like Goldman Sachs
And we do it for the pimps are holding back, let's go!

Look who crept in with automatic
QB till the death of him
That nigga that inspired lyrical like Kanye West and Em
Track record, goes to the Essence
Smack adolescents who ask who the is
I'm nasty like gas from a fat intestines
I pass it, you for breath and you die fast
Gut 'em a gastric bypass
But ya Nas advocates actors seemed to get in the same role
16 I ain't grow a day old yet my brain grow
Cocaine white Range
Tats on my body like an art
I did real for a project nigga
Was once a Bacardi sipper, now Chandon
Fat blunts in the car strippers
in compartments hidden
I was real young little youth, a nigga
Blessings, down, respected
down, now my food's digested
Pow pow, with my shooters are
That'll bust louder than the noise that I just
Let's get one thing straight that my crown for testin', testin'
Chop heads off like King the VIII
Guillotine to ya neck
I'm a king in this thing, be dumb
Been in this shit '91
Niggas can't with the style I use
fate is sealed, no Heidi Klum
Calm now, was a wylin'
Studied cowards and made power
Watched Wild seen lions devour food
You can say how I move
A monster nigga, and I don't really like doing with niggas
There go my Wayne
Let them niggas hate or like my nigga say
"We got time to respond to niggas"

I'm a villain, I'm a villain, all that happens in the
Poverty and desperation me everything I be
I'm a shotta, when I pop up with them poppers burn ya up
the judges, call the coppers, we takin' over Gotham
Word to Poppa, Blood gang,
Its that Blood gang five, but green is the bottom
I run this town, I aint lie, they run they mouth, they aint gon' fight
They actin' they aint gon' die until I let them 'llamas fly
to Bed-do-or-die, from Watts to Larry Hoover Chi
Poverty and heroine, its no place for a
Put in our heart, its the green that we want
Money is the company and Weezy the boss!

[Busta
They say Im underrated, but
Understandable, being that my rating are unreachable
Anything other than that should be silenced, unspeakable!
And the of you being nicer than me, unfeasible!
They ask is what I do ever gonna stop, shit will never end
Thats when you hear a car crash in the booth got 'em sayin' there he goes again!"
See now they a nigga to come and
Flatten everything now let me it, nigga run
And be knowin' that I be blackin' on everything
And make it complicated like a constipated with a gun
I make it what they want and wake em when I come
And shake 'em and bake 'em and 'em to another place
Aint no fakin, aint no kind of how I be breakin'
Up everything and be creating a s-s-s-situation when Im (DAMN!)
You see I spit Treasure, discography rich
And I done killed more than curiosity, snitch!
Most of you niggas and owe apologies, quick
What the you niggas still hangin' around here for, you apostrophe bitch?
Okay, now enough of that, see now Im out the
Tunechi, thanks for giving us a whole 'nother classic tha Carter IV