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

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

[Kanye
Im here, its the
bad massaging me
sometimes we lowered our at the colleges
so dont judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, skinny bitches
take of that Givenchy and get raunchy
I have your face looking all Captain
the stay testing
when you chase the pussy its a sin
but if it in your lap its a blessing
soon as I got salad, I spent it all on
French, to be exact, Balmain was impressive
had used the leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)

The Prynce:]
Cyhi, Cyhi,
boy, we looking for
maybe if we black then we wouldnt have struggled
player, all I got is trap and crooks in my huddle
they and I smuggle
got twenty of kush in the duffle
so Im through them circles,
boy Im looking like
look at my knuckles, got the hook in cause was looking
Ive tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog Im good for a
dont be mad I whooped your ass cause Ive tooken a
feds niggas questions but I wouldnt rebuttal
cause Im Gyllenhaal, Im in the hood with the bubble
with a tall model broad like I took her Russell
didnt play the cards I was dealt, I the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my nuts
aint nothing silver spooned, I from the soil, bruh
but now Im eating off of rather gold
ravioli with some happy yellow hoes
but get it confused when I rap these mellow flows
cause all my Titos got bricks like a yellow

Sean:]
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Don nigga
(But you it mutherfucker)

Im in, no-smoke sec rolling motherfucking ounces
marijuana mountains, drinks youre not
three chains on, I dont no bouncers
nothing less than a G stacks in my
(Boy)
new smashed in her blouses
fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent (houses)
my nigga, we houses
so many rings lost in them couches
Im just a lover
I leave females in my and all my feelings in a rubber
is showtime, showtime, boy
I you set the DVR
stacking money to face, dish it, look like CPR
Ye invited me a to sit at the throne
so now Im snapping like yo ass 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 before the crime, a BIG the Dime
greet me wit a finger when you see me
its cool, cause I cant see yo ass this side of the TV muthafucker

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