no one in 'Cause they never got you and you never got them Don't, oh no You, when you were breaking up Well they was just, they was just waking up,
Cause they never got you and you never got them You When you were breaking up They was just waking up And back in that place where you come from Did
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in Cause they never got you and you never got them You When you were breaking up They was just waking up And back in that place where you come from
high, the munchies I got so bear witness I got this girl looking at you 'cause my reps kissing And I ain't ready to wait when there's dollars on the brain Why would you
I'm the man m-my beats is crazy You want my sounds, you gotta pay me But don't get it confused, never had no silver spoon But you got a long walk, tryna
bakin' worms with the bacon and eggs Well they got me in a bird cage flappin' my jaw Like a pretzel in the stars just waitin' to fall So give me what I got
forearm Sit you in a chair, make your niggas call you short arm Pelets in your hand, you'll never put shorts on Ain't shit fair when you got to get your
Henny thinkin You never catch me sleepin, stay on top of this properly I know they watchin me, if not they probably waitin for a downfall Scheming on my property, we got
You know some people used say money change things Say money change things I'm here to tell you money don't change every motherfucking thing Change every
'm dumb high, dumb high, yeah throwing West side bitch I run my, so slow it down like I got my thumb high, I got 'Em on they knees, like I got my gun
my heart in two I got too much soul for you I don't like it but it's true Uh, I got too much soul for you, yeah [Verse 3: Chiddy] Fake it til you make
you outside of heaven?s gate, fronting like you know someone talking hard, but y?all still ain?t push me they say you are what you eat, and I still ain
rap without, practice, do the rap without nervousness and chill shot and spin I, wit you got is men I she top they droppin' did I, you got popped in the
got money man, I got money man, stuntman I got money man, I got money man, stuntman I got money man, I got money man, stuntman I got money man, I got
intro) They say we killin' 'em all, all, all, all (Drake verse 1) Hip hop's newest and youngest acquisition, If this was you, I wonder what you'd do
those who do not." Me. The Chosen One? They chose me, and I didn't graduate from fuckin' high school. You'd better... You'd better... You'd better... You
Drivin fast broads With you fast chains When you pimpin through life See some people got caught up With some charges brought up From some people they
