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T:]
Re-Up Pusha
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it
Yes
All I see is black roses, drug dealer
shoveling that devils up they noses
never let jail my shine into Moses
couldnt cleanse my soul with civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, under like a coaster
backseat driver, racial slurs at the
killian loafers, chokes her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our posters
the audacity, war brings
have my son before I face that tragedy
ugh, I order hits, she orders
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower
Gone!!!

(You out problems)
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it

West:]
Im here, its the
bad massaging me
sometimes we lowered our at the colleges
so please judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, bitches modeling
take of Givenchy and lets get raunchy
I have face looking all Captain Cruncy
the devil testing
cause when you the pussy its a sin
but if it in your lap its a blessing
as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing
French, to be exact, that was impressive
had used the main (leathers, leathers, leathers)

The Prynce:]
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we for trouble
maybe if we wasnt black then we wouldnt have
player, all I got is niggas and crooks in my huddle
they cook and I
got twenty pounds of kush in the
so Im running through circles,
boy Im like Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the in cause niggas was looking
Ive tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog Im for a scuffle
dont be mad I whooped ass cause Ive tooken a couple
feds niggas questions but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Jake Gyllenhaal, Im in the with the bubble
with a tall broad like I took her from Russell
play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my nuts
nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh
but now Im off of rather yellow gold
exquisite ravioli with happy yellow hoes
but get it confused when I rap these mellow flows
cause all my Titos got bricks like a road

[Big
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Don nigga
(But you it mutherfucker)

Im in, that no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking
marijuana mountains, drinks not pronouncing
three on, I dont need no bouncers
less than a G stacks in my trousers
(Boy)
new double-Ds in her blouses
a hotel, my nigga we rent houses (houses)
my nigga, we rent
so many rings lost in them couches
Im just a lover
I leave in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
money face to face, dish it, look like CPR
Ye invited me a to sit at the throne
so now Im like yo ass just finished a poem
does he sound like Ye, Jay, or Drake?
meanwhile, Im chilling with all these niggas, counting all this money you
consider yourself lucky to see a legend the prime
a killer the crime, a BIG before the Dime
greet me wit a middle when you see me
its cool, I cant see yo ass from this side of the TV muthafucker

[J.
Hey, Cole World, make way for the one
what you now hear is putting fear in all the ones
down played me to downgrade me they dont notice son
your shoes too big too I can barely squeeze my toes in em
fucking hoes while teaching niggas to hold your
this the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and son
high as with a cold flow and a loaded gun
never say Im better Hov, but Im the closest one
you looking for trouble, what, Im supposed to run?
yo bitch me inside her, aint I supposed to cum?
got niggas thatll blow tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heavens gate, fronting like you know
talking hard, but yall still push me
say you are what you eat, and I still aint pussy
fuck it, can get it
when youre this hot, a critic
but when youre this high everybodys a
all this mean mugging from niggas that nothing
could it be my position is one that you of?
went from quarter to to half past rich
with my badass
and you dont no problems on some math class shit
so the young genius out
the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout
I thought that shit is what you been fiending bout
what you been praying What you been screaming bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been bout