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Middle finger the world move like we made niggas Every time we pull up we make motion pictures Pop the cork on them bottles and I'ma toast with ya We make it to spend it we can't take it with us All these flows and bars Merely my memoirs On love lost An idolizing the drug czars God's grace survived my own street wars Made my way touch road with limited detours Still tap bottles and spill liquor for who we lost Back on course To ball off Come with cost Aiming at rich forever Living in the moment The strategy go and get it you your only opponent Your team stood tall now yall made it bonus Some niggas is Clyde Glide by Some Sabonis Arvydas Play Artie Clay, and you get sprayed Fat while we starved What we did We evolved Tattoos on battle scars Real niggas that beat the odds If you never showed ya hand can't nobody pull ya card Giving you game for nothing When the work was fronted 99 problems still shorted a hundred Used to ride around blunted Pocket full of nothing Had a bird's eye view of my future I seen it coming Pistol by stomach This gangsta shit you love it Nah the moves we on we really just corporate thugging All smiles at the revenue meetings no mean mugging An every time I move up the ladder my team coming Put half in the floor we make a flip with the rest Toss some to ya lady so the women aint stressed Yeah She said she was born with it no Maybelline Then invited me to play beneath her navel ring So I anchored then dove deep like a naval thing Both submerged in each other we getting lost now Wake up watching documentaries about the Rothschild's Rock boats Count of fed reserve notes And she just be chilling not worried if I smoke And she never got her hand out I know she not broke And that's dope So arigato And we play race to pay everywhere go Told me take it slow Don't hurt yourself pq po Know I'm the underboss J Davon Capo Whole team came up Navigating potholes I was building with this Nubian thing From New Jerusalem She commended my growth I was a hoodlum That was the old me JQ was my pseudonym Shot gun Remington Reformed hooligan May be or May be not things That I would do again I said I'm only getting better she said well do it then Middle finger the world move like we made niggas Every time we pull up we make motion pictures Pop the cork on them bottles and I'ma toast with you We make it to spend it we can't take it with us
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