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I just, think about all my past times
Get on these fuckin’ tracks and make these words rhyme
I don’t even sell no dimes, cause I do not have no time
But I used to reminisce when me and my homies was on the grind
All the time, tryna shine cause we need them new things
Now a boy got pinky rings, switching lanes with 6 chains
I don’t even give a fuck, used to have a black truck
All the way in zip codes that I do not go no mo
Oh shit, I got shows every motherfuckin’ weekend
Me and my best friends ain’t fuckin’ speakin
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Got friends from down under arrivin’ in the morning
Tell ’em that Makonnen is the best thing goin
Worldwide, now you know it, finally I can show it
Young boy in the city lookin’ like I’m fuckin’ growin’
All the way with the moon, ocean sun when it be snowin
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I don’t know how I got it, I’m so thankful for the flowin’
My friends, once again, when they come back around
I remember all night, we was sellin’ that brown
To some motherfuckin’ junkies, I was actin’ like a monkey
Swingin’ off them god damn trees
Makin’ hunnid of them things
All damn night with the white, now a nigga barely see
Any type of fuckin’ drugs, who the fuck is me?
I just once was a young boy, on the fuckin’ corner
Sellin’ all this dope from Atlanta to California
And now I brought it back all the way to the West
Cuz them niggas in the East said that I was one of the best
So I’m like, let me go, see if the rumors true
When I step off in the room, niggas be mad at who?
When I step in studios, niggas tryna sound like who, now
God damn, I ride around in black fuckin’ coupes now
Don’t even need to pick it up
Nigga come deliver me
Feel like i’m dominos the way they fucking playing me
Oh shit is a game
Nigga love my last name
Girls want my last name
I switch them with my last game
Hit em with some new shit
Like how the fuck he do it
I remember being in church staring at the pool pissed
Like goddamn that water could make me feel stronger
Then i see that preacher daughter get killed by a gang banger
On the fucking corner and em girls was out here singing songs
Bout sweet jesus and how he was gon come back home
Put my whole family on as they fucking waiting
Niggas on the east side out here still hating
Cause they know that i’m great when i’m came from the south
Now i’m hottest in the north ain’t shit else to talk bout
I’m like damn Uncle Sam who the fuck is donald trump
These niggas done fucked up
Presidents be going up
Now the life in america is all about the money have no time for no jokes
Man ain’t seeing shit funny when my friends fucking dying and drugs fucking colliding everyday in communities
Bitches wanna do me
Niggas out here shooting bullets when we riding pass i’m like oh shit what happened i forgot about my dad
Cause that nigga did me wrong way back in ‘96 now i’m feeling like a bad dog
Looking like michael vick
Out here switching fucking teams can’t find my fucking path
I’m on the fucking road feeling so damn glad
That i have fucking twice another day at life
I remember last week when i felt like a bum
Shit be fucking popping now like a nigga is bubble gum
I remember being so broke i couldn’t afford no bubble yum
Now i’m see now and laters riding around in the latest jaguars supercars saying i’m a super star
And my mom came to my release
Thank god for warner but
Man i never swore that i would leave california
When i was young i felt dumb thought i had to be gang banging
Out here fucking slanging drugs but now all these songs i’m singing
I can’t think about no hook
History about these books all i know is fucking dope fiends and a few crooks that fucking switch they ways off in the usa
Now i feel like gps when i’m using that waze
In the app i can snap on any fucking rap but a nigga hate on me at the same time give me dap
I used to be a young fool now i’m feeling smarter
Goddamn thank god im feeling like a scholar
Didn’t go to college unless it was for beauty
Now the girls love me they want me out in movies
I done sign a stupid deal with a new agency
Hope they put me on a fucking tv show on channel E
Goddamn i’m entertaining oh shit ain’t complaining
Cause the money that i’m making is enough to buy jamaica uh
I love it but sometimes i dont uh
I think i’ll stay but sometimes i won’t
I swear that i should leave what’s is up my sleeve
Everybody hating, hating on me
So i fly all the time when i look at the moon
I remember being home making songs in my room
But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
I remember when i was young making songs in my room
But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
I remember making all these songs back in my room
But now i fly all the time and i stare at the moon
I remember making songs in my room

With my dogs little two pit bulls
Man one of them just died i swear this shit ain’t cool
I been hurting so bad i can’t even call my dad
Thank god i got my mom hope that she ain’t feeling sad
Bout them rumors going round in the town
What they saying that i’m fucking new asian that i’m looking like satan
All i’m doing is K and the coke all night
I’m like momma no i’m not but she know i sold that white
So it might not sound to fucking far fetch
Plus you losing all this weight
Man you looking kinda sick
I’m like man no i’m not i be running in the morning
I’m practicing for the world stage so i can put a show on that is as good as beyoncé
Look for my fiancé
Retire off this rap shit
Chillin in a bungalow
Goddamn dont need no hoes
I just need the fucking cash
I remember being broke couldn’t afford fucking the dash
That’s the of us that be riding on western ave
I remember being down there crying for my dad
He like fuck you im leaving
I was out there weeping
Now i’m the man from akron to Cleveland
And beyond doing songs you know i can fucking snap
I be out here looking in the audience waiting for claps
But these niggas don’t give me claps
They just give me stank eye
So i’ve hit them with that whip
Cook that chicken one time
Now your girl said she wanna meet a kid backstage
I know what she really want just to hit it backstage and fuck around and break a condom so she could have my child and when a nigga fall off she said that i ain’t shit now
But i never will fall off cause i never got on
I’m the same little kid making songs in my room
Now when i fucking fly i just stare at the room at the moon in my room
At the same time im feeling like a bride and a groom
Why won’t somebody come and marry me
I been smoking all night i should fucking pay the fee to the goddamn smokers club weight i be be going up
Goddamn nobody fuck with me since i haven’t been going up on a fucking tuesday but i got new news today
I can make plenty songs slow it down anyway
All in the usa they know that i’m leaving soon
I remember making songs staring at the moon in my room
Now when i fly i just stare at the moon cause i remember making songs in my room
Now when i fly i just stare at the moon
Cause i remember being alone
Just making these songs in my room
Making these songs in my room
I remember being alone in my room
Starting at the moon

[Chorus: Drake]
It may not mean nothin’ to y’all
But understand, nothin’ was done for me
So I don’t plan on stoppin’ at all
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man
I’m shuttin’ shit down in the mall
And tellin’ every girl she the one for me And I ain’t even plannin’ to call
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man

[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
Shit, nigga, this what I does
I sware I ain’t lyon, like this is my cubs
This is my club, and I’m dirty in the summer, bitch
Weezy F Baby, and I lookin like I does some shit
You ain’t know nothin bitch, you better know who you fuckin with
Try to fuck me, I kill you, and who you comin with
No homo, T, I had to go stupid
I’m on the high heals, but I am no Cupid
Hollands Avinue, ridin with the roof gone
On the Mayback, 2 tone, and my rymms are too brown
That mean they 24s, boy, what you on
I’m richer than a bitch without the gray coupon
I’m talkin out of my head, I make a blue eyed bitch just admire my red
I’m a Blood, motherfucker, a Blood, motherfucker
Forever like ETC peariods, good, motherfucker

[Chorus: Drake]
It may not mean nothin’ to y’all
But understand, nothin’ was done for me
So I don’t plan on stoppin’ at all
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man
I’m shuttin’ shit down in the mall
And tellin’ every girl she the one for me And I ain’t even plannin’ to call
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man

[Verse 2: Drake]
I’m so unsigned, it would blow one’s mind
Cause every single record I am so unkind
There is no holes bard, there is no love lost
Nigga, this that crack and you know rugs cost
So PAY UP, I don’t think you will ever find another nigga like me
Never LIE, I got everything I tell them I got
This young nigga show boat like I’m sellin a yacht
Who else tryna smoke, me too
Cause take my mind off the Pressure, that’s what Weed do
Your girl wetter than the bottom of a Ski-do
And take a bitch from any nigga is what we do
So bite down, hoe, or get the right dentist
I told Wayne I’m going in, like a life sentence
And understand, I send shots at who it’s meant for
Never had a mentor, coppy that, 10 4

[Chorus: Drake]
It may not mean nothin’ to y’all
But understand, nothin’ was done for me
So I don’t plan on stoppin’ at all
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man
I’m shuttin’ shit down in the mall
And tellin’ every girl she the one for me And I ain’t even plannin’ to call
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man

[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd]
Kidd Kidd!
Put on my OJ gloves, I’m gonna kill this shit
Make a plumber throgh his plundger, I can’t deal with this shit
You say I’m throghed off, I stay on pitch
The flow ain’t formal, I don’t slack on shit
Bitch, I’m back on my shit, like a fly
Since you ain’t fly, throgh you off the roof, fly
Like Pooky, take a Dooky on a rap producer, throgh the trash out the window like Lukey
To a shark, you just Sooshy
You ain’t hard, you cucci
Wally, Oochi, so this newborn booty
I say I’m movin slow, I’m just thinkin fast
Look back, I ain’t behind you, about to lap your ass
And I’m gonna rest up, till my times up
I be the tech chef, all my beef prime cut
This ain’t chorus lines, nigga, your choruses lyon
Cause the only point you ever gained, was a one

[Chorus: Drake]
It may not mean nothin’ to y’all
But understand, nothin’ was done for me
So I don’t plan on stoppin’ at all
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man
I’m shuttin’ shit down in the mall
And tellin’ every girl she the one for me And I ain’t even plannin’ to call
I want this shit forever, man—ever, man—ever, man

Born and bred in the dungeon, ain’t it something
I’ve been fed in abundance pain and suffering
Just when you thought that you were getting on out
On my knees begging, hoping you light this fire

The fifth borough, late night on the corner, mob ties, everybody’s gotta line of order
Wu-Tang shout when the party jump off
Staten Island struggle on the bridge bodies jump off
It’s a whole new world. Everybody see the pain, little boy, little girl
Sunday dinner, old school thinker, everybody know the code when the feds linger

It’s the land of broken dreams, where the hopeless hide and the strong survive whoa
I’ve been waiting all to long seeing mama cry, it’s like it’s on my life whoa

Born and bred in the dungeon, ain’t it something
I’ve been fed in abundance pain and suffering
Just when you thought that you were getting on out
On my knees begging, hoping you light this fire

Ooh tell me where you get a better slice
Where you get a piece of the pie that’s realer than the apple
The last borough to hold the yuppies off, when you mingle with the people then you feel the old New York
Jesus Christ, will You save this island
I stopped counting how many kids I grew up with are dead forever or dads locked up in penitentiaries doing dimes or better

It’s the land of broken dreams, where the hopeless hide and the strong survive whoa
I’ve been waiting all to long seeing mama cry, it’s like it’s on my life whoa

Born and bred in the dungeon, ain’t it something
I’ve been fed in abundance pain and suffering
Just when you thought that you were getting on out
On my knees begging, hoping you light this fire

[Intro]
Boss Bitch
Boss Bitch
B-Boss Bitch
Boss Bitch
And you a broke ass Bitch
And you a broke ass Bitch
And you a broke ass Bitch

[Verse]
Boss Bitch, to broke niggas I’m acting funny
Get the fuck up from me if yeen tryna spend no money
Broke niggas can’t flex, or get a crum from me
Blue hundred dollar bills keep a check on me
I’m just flexing on my ex and you next homie
I been shitting on bitches since I fucking started
And it’s smoke up in the air like a bitch farted
Big 40 on me incase a bitch get retarteded
Ion think she want the smoke better call Molly
Big horses on me like ion do the drama
Bitches still tryna figure me out
They want the lifestyle
Want me to stop right now
But I done made a million dollars before I ever hit the top
New album finna drop
Know these hoes shit flop
Diddy bop on a weak hoe
And I get it by the week hoe
Catch me in the streets hoe
Slide down yo block, best believe it ain’t for free though
Yea and you a broke ass bitch
Taking pictures with that shit
But we know who it is
And you get treated like a kid like the bitch that you is
Lil crib that you in
Big shit that you miss
Ian spitting no diss
I’m just spitting them facts, know these hoes is wack
No clap back you mad
I got more ass than Kash
Then ya mom and ya dad
Bitch get in ya bag
(and you a broke ass bitch)
Bitch step up ya cash
(and you ain’t on shit)
Low class you trash
(and I be shitting on bitches)
All my bitches is bad, yours going out sad
Bitch get in ya bag
(and you a broke ass bitch)
Bitch step up ya cash
(and you ain’t on shit)
Low class you trash
(and I be shitting on niggas)
All my bitches is bad, yours going out sad
Bitch get in ya bag

[Outro]
Boss Bitch
Boss Bitch
B-Boss Bitch
Boss Bitch

[Intro: KSI]
Walking in the club
Women’s all I see
As I give my ring A rub

[Chorus: KSI]
Got these couples looking nice and sweet
Got this granny walking down the street
Got my mama looking cool
Fuck that bitch with my king kong

[Verse 1: KSI]
I got these kids walking out of school
Oh no, here we go
Avacado on a roll
Dick so big
Check my jig
Cut these girls
On my paul
Walking with the swagger
With the moves like jagger
Got these cheecks
On the stagger
As I roll With Matt Dagger

[Verse 2: Randolph]
My dicks so long
I can use it as a metronome
Last week I was involved in a water fight
No need for a pisytol I just wrap my arm around my pipe
And take a piss
But this is black and white
We got the biggest dicks in history
My dad sued the doctor on the day that I was born
The bitch got my dick thinking it was my umbilical cord
This si big dick music and no, we dont stop

[Chorus: KSI]
Got these couples looking nice and sweet
Got this granny walking down the street
Got my mama looking cool
Fuck that bitch with my king kong