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lousy human bastards! - trump card lyrics

[verse 1: jabbar]
call me michael bar-leone
i’m always gone in the studio, i’m hardly home
now i got a heart of stone
my last b-tch f-cked me over, now i’m never sober ever
and i just recorded 40 songs
i ain’t worried ’bout no move, f-ck that i’m in the zone
i can’t party with you maricónes , i don’t care about the blog that you saw me on (nah)
i don’t rock with near one of y’all, talk to me from afar
back back give me 50 feet, in fact 100 yards
they just tryna catch my style rubbin’ off
i ain’t felt like this since snub’ was an underdog
was humble but saw everything i love come apart
i just wanna run my money up from the art
give me 10 bands on a discover card, and all these girls loose ends i had to cut ’em off (but)

[hook: jabbar]
i need you to understand that it’s only strictly business
ain’t no hard feelings with the shit to me, it’s only strictly business
i need you to understand that it’s only strictly business
ain’t no hard feelings with the shit to me, it’s only strictly business

[verse 2: snubnose frankenstein]
paper to blow, wanna sign us gotta pay through the nose
we gave you the code, and they was playin’ me close
just in case kept a ace in the hole
safety patrol, i say when to go
the future in my eye nigga, raven symone
your ratings was low, they came for a show
okay i’ma hang from the goal
ya’ll going out of style, just try going out in style
wanna be over there, boy you know you not allowed
flashing lights, got your woman foaming at the mouth
my asking price? you gone need more green to buy me out

[verse 3: mitchgonemad]
look, every check made’s a chess play, i should make that my catchphrase
it’s some things i gotta set straight, nigga i’m the best of this decade
glad i got that off my chest plate, cleared my headspace of the deadweight
then i segue to the next pay, might just bet jay at the nets game
i know you saw me seated courtside, jewelry hung like a mistrial
got some shooters that’ll take a charge, if you ever try to get foul
you got some niggas that’ll point me out, and take the stand just to sit down
wow, that’s why they wanna come around, man i had to cut ’em off like kung lao

[bridge: jabbar]
only a couple of stacks really be coming from rap, it just cover my tracks
tell ’em the hustler’s back, all in my email they asking for somethin’ attached
we need our money in cash, just to reply back and say we not f-cking with that
i feel like i’m running the map, i swear i’m a legend, now where all your customers at?

[verse 4: seawright]
he put in a rack but it wasn’t exact, did him a favor and i cut him some slack
wasn’t up to the task when our trust was intact
since we fell out it’s been f-ck the collabs
the good with bad, talking luxury tax
man i swear this life can be a juggling act
you stuck budgeting bills, guess it must be the cap
i think it’s ’bout time you niggas hung up your hats
i’m with some niggas known to tote a tool like tommy pickles
feel a li’l tempted? if you want it then we got your issue
blow when i hit billboard, it’s pole position
broke the note and then we split it, gimme sum to hold my interest
either old or new addition, we just wanna know the difference

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