I got enemies, got a hard 4
No, it's not, it's gross
Gets the people that they love me
B****, I am worth it
They do it for O-X-Y, I'm in this apartment
A little bit, hmm, high maintenance
I shot n.ggas
Your s*** make-believe, rappin' about my Maybach, black matted
Blessings on blessings on blessings
B****, sit down hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, b**** you still think about
And salute like the '68 Jets
Sippin' from your cup 'til it runneth over
Chain the color blind is hangin' with you
Bummy nigga famous, straight from Ethiopia
You can ride with my crew
Switch states, touch down, foreign plates
KID Rock
Big Sean clone
I ain't nothing like you f***ing rap niggas
Ima a shooter, that's a fact, nigga
Thirty-two extendos in my mac, nigga
Spend a thousand on some t-shirts up at Saks, nigga
I ain't nothing like you f***ing rap niggas
Ima a shooter that's a fact, nigga
Thirty-two extendos in my mac, nigga
Spend a thousand on some t-shirts up at Saks, nigga
I used to read 'em
Tell me who rock, who sell out of our body
I got high as hell
I fall
I'm winnin', yeah, yeah, soldier's DNA
Fore you get when Wu-Tang raised you
Mister Lafayette, hard rock like Lancelot
My boys will pull up on our arrival, the un-American idols
Perfect
Every action’s an act of creation
Nah, called in for another appointment
With the four-track, bussin'
Take you and our couple of clubs
But I could hit it from scratch
My shot
They ain't getting shmoney, so they call
“Versace, Versace Versace, Versace Versace
Fall right in the hand
It's the Dream Team meets the Supreme Team
Nothin' they can say I know what I'm sayin'
I wave a few bottles, then I watch you eat it
And ended up leavin'
I mean you ain't know 'bout you
N-E-G-U-S, say it with no Joes”
Perhaps she is in yo' mouth
Last time calling me baby
I bury ya
I'd rather you trust me, you get popped, you a lot harder
‘Cause New York in this b****
Cause great scenes might be worth an appearance
No, I'm too good to ya
Nigga, I was made for
Perhaps she is in yo' mouth
Last time calling me baby
I bury ya
I'd rather you trust me, you get popped, you a lot harder
‘Cause New York in this b****
Cause great scenes might be worth an appearance
No, I'm too good to ya
Nigga, I was made for
Need ig