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preeminent…

i finally ran up me a bag

it took a lil’ minute but i did it

uh

we can shoot it out or run the fade
jumped off the porch at a younger age
one thing about it, i wasn’t afraid
kickin’ this sh-t like i’m johnny cage
ask about me boy they know it’s real
got tired of struggling you had no idea
i’m more interested in growing fields
my n-ggas sell crack when they know it k!lls
but i ain’t judging cuz they gotta eat
came up from crackers and potted meat
name another n-gga hot as me
hotter than yo grandma pot of greens
don’t talk english, i speak gwapanese
i got a daughter and i got a niece
i’m bout my dollars like dollar tree
young n-gga all bout that cottage cheese

that cash

pull up with techs and them ruguers
clique full of shooters
n-gga is you foolish
i got stripes like the sweater on freddy kruger
n-gga be flexin’ like they want that action
just be a man about it toni braxton
leave your shirt the color of a kids wagon
i got that fire i can go against a dragon
pour it up, pour it up, pour it up cuz my plug don’ ran outta lean
but money talks, money talks, money talks, chris tucker and charlie sheen
my lean pour out like it’s dish detergent
warrior like the prince of persia
followed the code it was written in cursive
we sellin’ sh-t like an infomercial
you cuffin’ that b-tch i already hit her
boy you softer than a bed and pillows
preeminent mafia set of k!llers
we come out shooting like reggie miller
n-ggas upset that i rose higher
i’m blowin’ up, uncontrolled fire
n-ggas snitching with exposed wires
put that heat to yo head like a blow dryer
ending careers put a fork in that
jumping on they heads michael jordan hats
you ain’t real boy you forcing that
cam’ron mood i’m in a horse and carriage
young n-gga never was fortunate
kick down the door where the fortune at
doing this to bring the culture back
lex luger flow got the game in a torture rack
uh, uh
my partner pulled up in a hot box
a few hours later a drop top
we got them babies like osh kosh b’gosh
i’m at the top spot
on me the sun beaming
yo movements is uneven
try me it’s gotta be one reason
you suicidal like sean kingston

uh

[shooting sounds]

shoot up yo ‘partment
toss the pistol back in the glove compartment
he was a problem so we had to solve em
i’m catching plays like kenny lofton
these broke rappers almost need unemployment
i gotta free smoke, game show and i’m hosting it jonny carson

sane



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