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[Intro: Cam’ron]
Had to do this far my man, Murph

[Intro: Don Q]
Don

[Intro: Cam’ron]
Killa!
HELLO!
Rip Murph!

[Verse 1: Don Q]
Talking to lead, I’m one of the last few
Had to get my respect, it was past due
Through with my past, I just reminisce when I pass through
Moving them bags, tryin’ to get ’em flipped ’til my stash grew
Shooters that blast over the nonsense when the cash blue
Ask who? He was there when nobody actually cared
Real shit, had to share his kicks for half of the year
And now I take mine and I take his daughter shopping
Same nigga pull up to your door with the .40 knockin’
I got niggas quarter coppin’, coke in the water, lockin’
All they ever knew was hustle, cause they never saw an option
I’m hearin’ the sneak dissin’, I’m tryin’ to ignore the gossip
Third tape better be an earthquake before I drop it
I hear the hoes ponderin’, I got a cult followin’
Joe Carroll, I throw arrows into your soul hollerin’
I probably not the most known but I’m the most confident
The most relatable, no debatable, most dominant
I’m in need of a blessin’, I’m blowing weed to the heavens
Cause in my dream I was destined to see me speedin’ in 7s
When you look in the mirror, nigga, and see your reflection
Is you really or not? That’s the easiest question
I’m around OG’s, that was sellin’ ki’s out the Westin
Never leave ya protection, and never speak off confessions
Y’all niggas getting lost, when they only need a direction
Feel it when you look at his momma face, and see the aggression
DON!

[Hook: Cam’ron]
HELLO
Aw man
Harlem World
HELLO
High Bridge
HELLO
Bronx, Queens
HELLO
Brooklyn
HELLO
Staten Island
HELLO
Aw man
My bad ladies
HELLO
You gettin’ money?
HELLO
You fuck with snitches?
HELL No
Ok
HELLO
HELLO
HELLO
Aw man

[Verse 2: Cam’ron]
He know killers, y’all know Killa
Fast cars, speed boats, all sorts of villas
Bad girls, jewelry, drive-bys, chinchillas
R-I-P to Mike but I’m the real Thriller
I’m done with that though
I ain’t beefin with the family man
Shit I’m still in the PJ’s like candy man
With dudes sellin’ whole halves of candy yams
Despite that the garage look like Candy Land
Candy painted, ain’t nothing about me tainted
Drove every car, you name it, look homie, come get acquainted
Can’t change it or rearrange it, disclaimer because I’m heinous
The 9 will make you famous, Blow! That’s for the plaintiff
The gun range no goggles, the targets they testin’ nozzles
The bullets they on point, them points you call hollows
In the club we get the bottles, we leave it we hit the throttle
Then pull up inside McDonald’s with porn stars and models
Look nigga you can’t erase me
Debate me, rape me, I’m Spacey
These bitches, they want my baby, nah baby, but you can taste me
The guns got no safety, in DC, for when they grazed me
And I ain’t been postin’ lately, y’all would really hate me
Yeah homie, it’s a blessin’, I’m here to answer the questions
I’m the OG Don Q was talkin about at the Westin
Yeah, yeah, baby let that molly rock
Niggas suckas, I’ma start sellin’ lolli pops

[Hook: Cam’ron]
HELLO
Aw man
She sniffed a line
HELLO
Damn that ass fat
HELLO
Down south
HELLO
Midwest
HELLO
West coast
HELLO
Aw man
HELLO
You gettin money?
HELLO
You actin funny?
Hell no
Ok
HELLO
HELLO
HELLO
Aw man

[Chorus]
Yeah, a shell
Yeah, whole lot of shells
Yeah yeah, slime he hell
Yeah yeah, niggas can tell
Yeah, I shoot a nigga if he tell
Yeah, dawg, don’t, don’t tell
Nah, dawg, don’t tell
Yeah, I send you to hell
Yeah yeah, send me to hell
Yeah, before a young nigga go tell
Yeah yeah, slime he hell
Yeah yeah, niggas can tell
Yeah, I shoot a nigga if he tell
Yeah, dawg, don’t, don’t tell
Nah, dawg, don’t tell
Yeah, I send you to hell

[Verse 2]
Ridin’ out, drop top
Yeah, no roof
Yeah, in the coupe
Cock back, gun I shoot
Yeah, who is you?
Push up, and I do, what I do
Know I do what I do
I love to do what I do
So don’t play, want to play, eat your face
Broad day, with the K, and a chain, and my paper
Lot of haters, motivators
Nigga fuck you, It’s the vapor
Got a big strap, it’s a laser
I’m an alien, it’s a taser

[Chorus]
Yeah, a shell
Yeah, whole lot of shells
Yeah yeah, slime he hell
Yeah yeah, niggas can tell
Yeah, I shoot a nigga if he tell
Yeah, dawg, don’t, don’t tell
Nah, dawg, don’t tell
Yeah, I send you to hell
Yeah yeah, send me to hell
Yeah, before a young nigga go tell
Yeah yeah, slime he hell
Yeah yeah, niggas can tell
Yeah, I shoot a nigga if he tell
Yeah, dawg, don’t, don’t tell
Nah, dawg, don’t tell
Yeah, I send you to hell

[Verse 3]
Y’all niggas some suckers, y’all niggas some busters
Your bitch on my mail (yeah she suck)
I love getting this money
I stack it up all of this money, these bitches they love me
Bitches be fuckin’ on slime ball
‘Cause slime ball he be really getting all the money (big slime)
And I be just sippin’ this lean
And sucker nigga you ain’t getting no money
You sippin’ that green, I’m sippin’ that Act, and I’m sippin’ that red
Piss on the bitch, I piss on her mouth, it ain’t nothin but red
These niggas be hating, in love with that money, do nothing but bread
You thinking about robbing, you think about it, it ain’t nothing but lead

[Chorus]
Yeah, a shell
Yeah, whole lot of shells
Yeah yeah, slime he hell
Yeah yeah, niggas can tell
Yeah, I shoot a nigga if he tell
Yeah, dawg, don’t, don’t tell
Nah, dawg, don’t tell
Yeah, I send you to hell
Yeah yeah, send me to hell
Yeah, before a young nigga go tell
Yeah yeah, slime he hell
Yeah yeah, niggas can tell
Yeah, I shoot a nigga if he tell
Yeah, dawg, don’t, don’t tell
Nah, dawg, don’t tell
Yeah, I send you to hell

It ain’t no Backwoods on this side of town
Wanna ride with me to get some more?
Pick a couple of Wild Irish Roses
You lookin’ mmm-mmm-mmm delectable
Made arrangements for that edible
Double booked if it’s cool, your friend can roll through
Casa su casa, how’s yo Spanish?
You kick it off, home field advantage
Got Gatorade on ice, lil boo, stay cool
Second stop we done made
Can’t find no Woods and it’s gettin’ late
I might just pull over
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm-mmm
Lil shawty got me standin’ at attention
Cuidado
This that two-a-days bench press
Repetition
Equinox
Oops, I mean Equinox
Smeezy F Baby and the F is for the Faneto
Triangles, down, up, circle
Like it’s a cheat code, I stick for the joy
She sayin’ it’s sweet, callin’ me chico
I dig in her earth deep, she quaking
I’m from juptir, baby get with an alien
Crazy, I popped a little somethin’
I’m seein’ 3D
We saw Nefertiti, you won’t believe me
Posted up like a lamp, come rub on a genie
I know you wish for forever, ever, you see me
My stones rolling but fuck it, you rockin’ with me
Yeah you rockin’ with me
Somethin’ ’bout yah lil convo, you do somethin’ for me
And I ain’t cold with geometry but you a cute mothafucka
It ain’t no Backwoods on this side of town
Wanna ride with me to get some more?
Pick a couple of Wild Irish Roses
You lookin’ mmm-mmm-mmm delectable
Made arrangements for that edible
Double booked if it’s cool, yo friend can roll through
Casa su casa, how’s yo Spanish?
You kick it off, home field advantage
Got Gatorade on ice, lil boo, stay cool
Second stop we done made
Can’t find no Woods and it’s gettin’ late
I might just pull over
Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm
Mmm-mmm-mmm
It ain’t no Backwoods on this side of town
Wanna ride with me to get some more?
Pick a couple of Wild Irish Roses

[Chorus]
Fuck the topic
Why you on it?
Stop that acting like you know me
Talking ’bout my old friends like we homies
I get a high living
They don’t know me
Talking ’bout some old shit like you know me
Like you know me
Nigga you don’t know me
Talking ’bout my old bitch like you know me
You don’t know me
Nigga we ain’t homies, no no

[Post-Chorus]
Damn
Are you for real, real, real, real, real?
See what’s the deal, deal, deal? Wait

[Verse 2]
See you need to back up, back up
Give me space, I need to stack up
Get my racks up
You a non-fucking factor
I done past ya
I done came a long way since The X Factor, hey
Damn
Where were you when we was broke?
Eatin’ Ramen Noodles from the corner store
I ain’t even see you when shit was low
So, don’t you try to act like you really know

[Pre-Chorus]
I mean for real, real, real, real, real
Hey, what’s the deal, deal, deal, deal?

[Chorus]
Fuck the topic
Why you on it?
Stop that acting like you know me
Talking ’bout my old friends like we homies
I get a high living
They don’t know me
Talking ’bout some old shit like you know me
Like you know me
Nigga you don’t know me
Talking ’bout my old bitch like you know me
You don’t know me
Nigga we ain’t homies, no no

[Verse 2]
You read about it
Don’t run your mouth
And you don’t know what you’re talking ’bout
You don’t know what I’m all about
You, you ain’t see how it all went down, down
I’m interested, what’s your motivation? (your motivation?)
You say you know me, but got no relation (got no relation)
Your Instagram got you feeling famous
Could give a damn ’bout your confirmation

[Chorus]
Fuck the topic
Why you on it?
Stop that acting like you know me
Talking ’bout my old friends like we homies
I get a high living
They don’t know me
Talking ’bout some old shit like you know me
Like you know me
Nigga you don’t know me
Talking ’bout my old bitch like you know me
You don’t know me
Nigga we ain’t homies, no no

[Outro]
Are you for real, real, real, real, real, real, real?
See what’s the deal, deal, deal?

Through drought and famine, natural disasters
My baby has been around for me
Kingdoms have fallen, angels be calling
None of that could ever make me leave
Every time I look into your eyes I see it
You’re all I need
Every time I get a bit inside I feel it
Ooh, who could’ve thought I’d get you
Ooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
And when we’re making love
Your cries they can be heard from far and wide
It’s only the two of us
Everything I need’s between those thighs
Every time I look into your eyes I see it
You’re all I need
Every time I get a bit inside I feel it
Ooh, who could’ve thought I’d get you, oh yeah, oh yeah, baby
Ooh, who could’ve thought I’d get you
And I’ll take some time
Just to be thankful
That I had days full of you, you
Before it winds down into
The memories, It’s all just memories
Don’t you love when I come around (feel something that’s right somebody just tell somebody)
Build you up then I take you down (If you’ve got someone you like)
Don’t you love when I come around (feel something that’s right somebody just tell somebody)
Build you up then I take
Ooh, who could’ve thought I’d get you, oh yeah, oh yeah, baby
Ooh, who would’ve thought I’d get you
This feels like summer
Boy you make me feel so alive
Just be my lover
Boy you’ll lead me to paradise