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All we want is a money, on some maleven shit
Here on some business shit, swear Lord I've been the shit
I start it then finish it, 360 spinning shit
Own it don't loan shit, fuck all the rental shit
On some construction shit, out here just fixing shit
World records guinness shit, hot new hip hop and shit
Up for like 6 to 6, need me 6 zero shit, after like the first 3 zeros shit
I'm 23 Jordan shit
Vintage whip, modern bitch
High end couture and shit, straight out the border shit
Ski mask, see what's in store and shit
My half is here to take all this shit
The whole thang, ain't here for negotiations
The whole thang, no need for initiations
MOB bet they know the abbreviations
KMP sending yo' hoes the location

Every time I represent, I go hundred and ten percent
110 percent for my motherfucking presidents, dead presidents
And I put it on my presidents, my presidents

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Scared I will never be, instead I'm a battle fiend
I'm prepared I'ma panel beat, mama said
My mama said you'll be the man you see
My threads mwah, magnifique
The stares say Im hella see, I need bread I need hella cheese
My friends they need hella weed, meds for their allergies
Fuck the feeds on my camp, niggas baggin' trees
We leave you dead, niggas scared nigga halloween
They put the spotlight on you, you couldn't shadow me
Now who the fuck you thought you boxing? Show me those
Put you guard up till I'm in the coffin, holy ghost
When I die I'm coming back a goblin, to haunt you hoes
And besides, losing is not an option homie no
Lord the struggle is trying to keep me hostage, hold me close
I'm trying to fly yes trying to keep me ostrich, show me more
I need profits, Lord I need profits, show me O's
I'm cool with one girl but two of my homies need four these hoes

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Lady check my sauce

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Lost up in my sauce
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Lady check my sauce