Yo, i'm doing this one for the streets
to them bitches on the watch niggaz on the block
you know, for the hood, this one's for the hood

[Verse 1]
yo, yo
tell me what you see
takin' over me
nothing but the greed
it's all that i need now
chasin' after green
do this music thing
got to be stingy
no one's takin' me down
once i'm on the top
i bet that i won't flop
your girl is gonna knock
to the next century now
believe that i'll go pop
country or go rock
r&b hip hop
it's all lumidee style

i know you're feelin' it uh uh
she killin' it
i know you're feelin' it uh uh
she killin' it
it ain't no winnin when you play against me nah
it ain't no winnin when you play against me

[German Rap by Cool Savas]

i know you're feelin' it uh uh
she killin' it
i know you're feelin' it uh uh
she killin' it
it ain't no winnin when you play against me nah
it ain't no winnin when you play against me
nooo

[Rap]
now stop, look, listen, invision
me switchin up my style the talents' just a given
ain't never heard no shit like this cuz i designed it (come on)
steppin' up their game upgraded to the finest
who gives a fuck if bitches on the block don't feel me
them be the same hos lookin for a sitter for the show (mommy where you going?)
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fuck them all though (why?)
cuz they good for nothing
but if my niggaz need some blow bet they good for something
i got goals to reach plus foes to beat
so believe i'm more tha focused when i roam the street
i got a mike and a dream and a fuckin tight team
and who the fuck can stop us with the right amount of cream
yeah
i'm nothing but trouble better find me a muzzle
i'm about to lock and hold keep it tight like a huddle
so harlem stand up
young'n pull your pants up
cuz the girls on her grind
and i got my plans up
fuckin bitches couldnt touch this
let alone crush it
so stay in your place while i'm building up my budget
i had to rush it cuz time is money
and i dont play too many games
dont come at me funny
so to the haters dont waste your time
if you dont like the way i sing then you feelin my rhymes
dont think the flow is tight but the girl can write
dont fit up i the booth jump out produce
so who's the truth (come on man)
believe it's me
the girls all need necessity and luxury
so just bop ya head to this
feel it to the fullest
if you don't (pop pop)
believe it you go feel it through them bullets

ahahaha uhhh
you better start takin me serious for real
this aint no part time shit
i live this shit everyday, all day
straightface

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