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Ain’t nobody f***ing with me
First degree murder, you can get your degree motherf***er
And you ain’t gotta wonder ’bout me wonder woman
Tune gonna ball, money tall, Paul Bunyan
Real n**** sh**, p**** n****s gon' hate
Pound of the Kush call that b**** pound cake
I hit it from the back
And make that b**** about face
And then I gotta split
I'm sorry baby, sour grapes
She wine, baby don't leave
I duck that bullsh**, bob and weave
Everybody tripping, but I ain’t never tripping
Leave your a** flatter than my new television
I'm talking about money and the power
Power and the money
This sh** is magic Stan Van Gundy
I'ma run this sh** till im the last man runnin'
Mack light that sh**, then pass that to me
Young Money motherf***er yeah
We the sh**, yeah Weezy go hard like C*****
Don't love that b****, I f***ed that h**
She pop X I smoke O’s tic-tac-toe
And I stink cause I got a lot of sh** on my mind
They say numbers don't lie, is that a 6 or a 9?
I stand in front of the clock
Cause I'm ahead of the time
Knock your p**** a** off
And send your head to your mom
I ain’t playing with n****s, no sir not me
And they can’t blindfold what my third eye see
Yeah I was locked up, but like a bird I'm free
And the coupe transform, no Tyrese
Hello Goodbye, where are you Wayne?
I’m somewhere in between joy and pain
And I reach for the stars, got stuck in the clouds
Got high as a b**** and left my love on the ground
Now ain’t that about a b****?
It ain’t never about a b****
Ill take your b**** and make her everybody b****
Backed up by a bunch of G a** n****s
And I just bought your girlfriend some knee pads n****
Eagle street where the real n****s hung
I'ma rep that sh** till Kingdom come
Yeah Sharp bring the drank, I bring the blunts
F***ing with me its blood, brains or guts
F*** y'all for real though
Sleep with the hammer under the pillow
Get into the room, bend her over like her elbows
Soon as I’m done peel off like velcro, Gone
Baby I'm stoned, smoking on the strong
Got a huge a** bong, swag off the hook
You can’t use that phone
Stopped at the light and put my roof back on
One time for the G’s, the n****s got it locked
The n****s with the keys
The n****s on the block
The n****s on they P’s and Q’s
Put your b**** on the evening news
Jumping in the game better read the rules
High as a b**** yeah thats me on the moon
F*** with me die soon, not late
And I'm sorry for the motherf***ing wait
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