i'm about to tear this fuckin' track out
pretend it's keri hilson and blow a fuckin' back out
22nd mixtape
half of em diss tapes
but fuck who i was dissin' because i never made a mistake
got what he deserved
jay
i might have been trippin'
i was fallin'
i was slippin'
he was jordan
i thought i was pippen
he was winnin'
i was losin'
he threw a jab
i started bruisin'
so i threw in the towel just to separate all confusion
ivy blue is beautiful
me sayin' that's unusual
that's the father in me
don't think i'm tryin' to be cool with you
thug life
rihanna knuckles
gucci shirt
designer buckles
louis vuitton billboard
the nigga's boy just tryin' to hustle
poster boy for them drug dealers
i just want you all to love me
but i ain't handsome
i ain't trying to bug niggas
y'all the verizon man
i'm just gon' stand behind y'all
but every now and then
i gotta remind y'all
it's that red bottom boss
nigga
burgundy bentley truck
fuck what it cost nigga
that v12 start up like ross nigga
that's why them hoes call me the boss nigga
catch me in the maybach
where them seats recline way back
remember
i had a rocky for ya
and i ain't talkin' asap
you know i got that k strap
chopper with the base hat
if you see tip trillin'
king of diamonds
tell i got like eight stacks
ace of spades by the crates
biatch
never lose
like alexander the great
biatch
i only win like bay
i run the city like mayors
don't make me go dig up them old chuck taylor's
back when me and snoop was the only ones throwin' up gang signs
ya niggas wasn't bloods until i cosigned y'all
but y'all that verizon man
i'm just gon' stand behind y'all
and sometimes i gotta remind y'all
taylor gang nigga
i ain't wiz doe
i got that yellow brick road inside my ear lobes
playin' ice hockey
feelin' like gretzky
los angeles king
and i'm who the whole city cheer for
niggas throwin' subliminals
act like i don't hear those
i could give y'all 100 bars
but you all know y'all fear those
and plus
i'm too attached to my lifestyle
fuck them air 1's
i'm too attached to these spikes now
louis vuitton's
hard as croutons
they comfortable like futons
they suede
grey poupon
the yellow like luke on
the lakers
he was traded
but they should have moved that nigga marion
gloria
damn
was that too strong?
these niggas gettin' pooped on
while i get my duke on
and crossover like duhon
luke warm
i'm too hot
you're too cold
i'm 2pac
you're too old for hip hop
stop. recognize.