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It's the blackout, got the back out
Showing my black ass, engine in the house
in the crack house, Obama went the back route
Kill bin Laden, never throw up in the black
got the Macs out, pull the mask down like a mascot
Still trick with bitches out with or with ass shots
G.O.O.D had room for one more, I took the spot
Re-up paid a nigga, 'Ye done hit the jackpot
Whole level, then you add fame
That's a whole 'nother devil, drug dealer
That's a whole 'nother bezel, the Audemar
That's a whole 'nother metal, but still keep it
Behind the scenes, pull strings like
The gun steam, whistle like a tea kettle
Runnin' the rebels
You and LV shoe on a pedal, I let you niggas settle

Trouble on my
I got on my mind
on my mind
So trouble on my mind

Trouble on my
I got trouble on my
Trouble on my
So much on my mind

Pharrell "get 'em", so I got 'em
Tripped on Bristol Palin then I shot 'em
Then it ricocheted and the game
I'm a problem I wanna fuck the world but not a fan of using condoms
my French, I'm going hard as my dick
When I envision my tip on the crust of lips
Mr.Lipschitz has been since I mentioned Reptar's
Triceratops dick
I feel it in my gut to kill these
As a musk the arm of my pits
You niggas coming shorter than a Bush Billy costume
On during Christmas in Philly
Uhm, well, not really, it's gettin' chilly
Let's hit a couple bars and some bitches wet willies
Soaked, jiggy with it and Bel-Air's riches
With a bag of pills, couple and a biscuit

on my mind
I got trouble on my
on my mind
So much trouble on my

on my mind
I got trouble on my
Trouble on my
So much on my mind

I'm a walking paradox
And a really shitty rapper in my favorite of socks ironed pair of dockers
Two Glocks cocked west side!
With the speakers a pair of pots
ten milli, you're silly
Thinkin' this 'Preme wasn't free willy
The feeling is neutral, the is youthful
And fuckin' tighter Chad Hugo's pupils
It's Wolf and the

With the re-up's a of a buzz
Rick James said cocaine's a of a drug
Who else could put the hipsters with and thugs
And paint a perfect picture of what sellin' it
is for the critics, who doubted the chemistry
Two different worlds, symmetry
And black art, see the wizardry
When you at the top of your game, you make
You'll finish me

Trouble on my
I got trouble on my
on my mind
So much trouble on my

on my mind
I got trouble on my
Trouble on my
So much on my mind