I Might Forgive... But I Don't Forget Album Lyrics by Jeezy

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I Might Forgive

Yeah, from the motherf*ckin' top
Yeah, I told you motherf*ckers I'd be back, nigga
Yeah, let's go

I might forgive (yeah), but I don't forget (nah)
This dedicated to them niggas talkin' shit
They say he fallin' off he need another hit
His rap career's done he need another brick (let's go)
I might forgive (yeah), but I don't forget
This dedicated to them niggas talkin' shit
They say he fallin' off he need another hit (aye)
His rap career's done he another brick (yeah yeah)

Pocket-watchin' ass niggas, yeah, I Swear they got binoculars (damn)
Cashin' out them buildin's, yeah, the IRS be watchin' us
Feds, they can't f*ck with me no more
They used to stalkin' us (haha)
Quarter-bird-ass niggas mad' cause they used to shop with us
Yeah, this dedicated to anybody ever shitted on me
All those who ridin' with me, damn right
We did it, homie (yeah)
Touchin' real paper now, yeah, this shit beyond rap
They ain't 'bout that shit they talkin'
Yeah, they just perform trap (yeah)
I see 'em on the blogs, they don't ever be at Chase (nah)
Or Trust either, niggas, let's just set the record straight (ayy)
I'ma get the last laugh while ya'll thinkin' shit is funny (yeah)
What's the goal, niggas, yeah, the fame or the money (let's go)

I might forgive (yeah), but I don't forget (nah)
This dedicated to them niggas talkin' shit
They say he fallin' off he need another hit
His rap career's done he another brick (let's go)
I might forgive (yeah), but I don't forget
This dedicated to them niggas talkin' shit
They say he fallin' off he need another hit (aye)
His rap career's done he another brick (yeah yeah)

First of all, I'm too motherf*ckin' rich, so who ya'll playin' with? (yeah)
Ya'll just like to hear yourself talk, ya'll just be sayin' shit (damn)
Wagyu with the truffle sauce, I just be tryin' shit (haha)
100 acres duplexes niggas, I just be buyin' shit
Yeah, it's public record that I sold my shares from Avion
Might just take the profits from that shit and go put Haiti on
Ya'll don't want me po my shit and talk about the NAUD deal
Ya'll don't want me to tell you how a 40-acre yard feel (yeah)
Used to mix the yola with the Sprite, I'm thinkin' smarter now
Thirsty-ass niggas, yeah, I got my own water now (yeah)
And I ain't gotta send my re-up paper across the border now (nah)
From they account to my account, you know that route is shorter now (aye)

I might forgive (yeah), but I don't forget
This dedicated to them niggas talkin' shit
They say he fallin' off he need another hit
His rap career's done he another brick (let's go)
I might forgive (yeah), but I don't forget
This dedicated to them niggas talkin' shit
They say he fallin' off he need another hit
His rap career's done he another brick

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My Name

Yeah, uh-huh, yeah
What the f*ck nigga?

Seen them 36s go from Jordan to Scottie Pippen (ayy)
I ain't gon' let 'em play with my name
See Scottie trippin' (haha)
I done went out and got a plug out in France, that's what I'm sippin'
And you ain't about to play with my name, y'all niggas trippin'

The man, yeah, the myth (myth)
That's probably why he stiff
Take him back to Lumpkin Road, it was clear he had a gift (damn)
That's word to Donatello them, I came from the sewer (sewer)
Wash the smut and the mud, oh shit
Entrepreneur (haha)
Take 'em out the duct tape and throw away the rappers (rappers)
Seven grams like golf balls, I'm tryna win the masters
Never like consignment, that's why I bought my masters
How you gettin' facts from some niggas who ain't factors?
Only niggas talkin' crazy is the ones with no motion (motion)
That's like the kitchen sink talkin' crazy about the ocean (damn)

And when they mention me, all I'm hearin' is emotion
Haters of the year, ya'll should give 'em a promotion

Seen them 36s go from Jordan to Scottie Pippen (ayy)
I ain't gon' let 'em play with my name
See Scottie trippin' (haha)
I done went out and got a plug out in France, that's what I'm sippin'
And you ain't about to play with my name, y'all niggas trippin'

You got the right plan (plan), but the wrong man (yeah)
Ain't no nigga made me, nigga, I'm my own man
One-twenty-five, yeah, I whip this shit for practice
Flip it on the other side like to count that money backwards
They're talkin' with their ego and lead them with their pride
It ain't the fact they're hatin' it just the fact they lied
Twisted up the story gon' tell them folks the truth
Let hang them they self even tie their own noose
When they show you who they are damn right you best believe
Universe showin' signs damn right you best receive

And when they mention me, all I'm hearin' is emotion
Haters of the year, ya'll should give 'em a promotion

Seen them 36s go from Jordan to Scottie Pippen (ayy)
I ain't gon' let 'em play with my name
See Scottie trippin' (haha)
I done went and got a plug out in France, that's what I'm sippin'
And you ain't about to play with my name, y'all niggas trippin'

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No Complaining

We gon' go in
Yeah I like the way this sound though, yeah
Oh, she singin' to me
Yeah, look

I ain't doin' no complainin'
I done came along way back when me and you was hangin' (yeah)
I ain't doin' no complainin' (haha)
Back then, we used the Bounty paper towel to do the strainin' (yeah)
I ain't doin' no complainin'
I done came along way back when cuz them was bangin' (woo)
I ain't doin' no complainin' (nah)
Even dodged a fed case back when what's-her-name was singin' (go)

That money talkin' like it's Chris Tucker
Ballin' like I'm in the Rucker
Every mornin' that I wake up, here go another sucker
Call me anything but an informant or a fraud (yeah)
These are God's plans, damn right, that's on God

These haters obsessed, I got a mansion in their head
Damn right, yeah, and I'm livin' rent-free
Ya'll ain't learn ya'll lesson
Tryna block my blessing
Just imagine me stressin' in this Bentley

I ain't doin' no complainin'
I done came along way back when me and you was hangin' (yeah)
I ain't doin' no complainin' (haha)
Back then, we used the Bounty paper towel to do the strainin' (yeah)
I ain't doin' no complainin'
I done came along way back when cuz them was bangin' (woo)
I ain't doin' no complainin' (nah)
Even dodged a fed case back when what's-her-name was singin' (go)

Every time I turn around, yeah, these haters talkin' down
Lost souls talk in circles, yeah, these clowns talk in rounds (damn)
First, I got it out the mud, then I grew it out the ground
If we talkin' 'bout integrity, it's nowhere to be found (woo)

Yeah
These haters obsessed, I got a mansion in their head
Damn right, yeah, and I'm livin' rent-free
Ya'll ain't learn ya'll lesson
Tryna block my blessing
Just imagine me stressin' in this Bentley

I ain't doin' no complainin'
I done came along way back when me and you was hangin' (yeah)
I ain't doin' no complainin' (haha)
Back then, we used the Bounty paper towel to do the strainin' (yeah)
I ain't doin' no complainin'
I done came along way back when cuz them was bangin' (woo)
I ain't doin' no complainin' (nah)
Even dodged a fed case back when what's-her-name was singin' (go)

I ain't doin' no complainin'
I done came along way back when me and you was hangin' (yeah)
I ain't doin' no complainin' (haha)
Back then, we used the Bounty paper towel to do the strainin' (yeah)
I ain't doin' no complainin'
I done came along way back when cuz them was bangin' (woo)
I ain't doin' no complainin' (nah)
Even dodged a fed case back when what's-her-name was singin'

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They Don't Love Me

Yeah, uh, yeah (ATL Jacob)
Oh this what it comes down to, huh?
I totally understand

They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more

They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more

F*ck the chit chat, I just sit back (yeah)
I'm just sayin', I ain't perfect, I'll admit that (yeah)
All that goin' back and forth, I ain't with that (with that)
If Andre 3000 call me 6 stacks (yeah)
I'm a outcast, guess I'm a outlaw (outlaw)
They threw a left, they threw a right, I'm going southpaw (damn)
That's right, forever Big Snow, I never melt, nigga
Knocked him out first round, I need a belt, nigga (ha-ha)
These niggas so lame, I see they campaign
F*ck them all, bring the NAUD and the champagne
Oh no, it couldn't have been you mention my damn name (damn name)
It's a dirty world, nigga, that's a damn shame (ayy)

They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more

They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more

What the damn deal (damn deal), let's be damn real (damn real)
How these niggas player hatin' ain't on the damn field
Headed for the end zone, they at a standstill (standstill)
I'ma have to give him grace, he a fan still (yeah)
If he hadn't went left, he'd be my man still (man still)
So it ain't my damn business how he damn feel
Just know that nigga word trash, I'm talkin' landfill (landfill)
F*cked around and got me hot, now let me damn chill
Sellin' white lies (white lies), I flip them white pies
Ain't nothin' gangsta 'bout 'em 'nigga nice guys (ha-ha)
No harm, no foul, no pressure, nigga (pressure, nigga)
Only got this far 'cause I let you, nigga (ayy)

They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more

They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more
They don't love me, they don't love me no more

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Trust No One

Yeah
Yeah

Friday night I'm on Poplar Street posted on the block
Hustlin' on an empty stomach, in my pocket, got a knot
Quarter in the bushes, eight ball in my socks
First I heard a boom, then I heard a pop

That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one

Marcus Clemons told me, "Don't take no shit from no one"
Now I'm on my way to middle school and I forgot my ruler
He was arguin' with a junkie, two shots in the medulla
Now I'm gettin' off the school bus, my homie just got murdered
And I just wanna go to Dairy Queen and get a burger
I know what you thinkin', my heart colder than a blizzard
And now I'm makin' rocks disappear just like a wizard
That's when I dropped that box green Chevy, call it lizard
Now I'm in the MAC with my home girl let's call her Peaches
Them bricks was for the twenty-eight, back then I called 'em features
Now she vouchin' for her baby daddy, let's just call him J3
I was chillin' on auntie front porch, me and J Leach
She said, "Shit rough right now, he need a four way"
My conscious tellin' me I shouldn't trust that niggas no way
Gangster Kell hit my line, he said he need a H-town
Last thing I heard, he went to get some weed in H-Town
Didn't go how he planned it, yeah, them Ese's must've played him
Contemplatin' robbin' me, he thinkin my bread gon' save him
Met him on the east side, he flexed me with some singles
Big bills on the outside, you know just like some Pringles
Cut him off in traffic then he jumped off on the highway
Sent a couple shots before he tried to send some my way
Rather be on white sand beaches bumpin' Sade
Or at the St. Regis Bal Harbor in the Lobby

That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one

That's how niggas get killed, nigga, I ain't trustin' no one
Thirty-six for twenty-four, them 9s is for the four-one
And if a nigga want a split, I slice it like the shogun
Nigga bought a O, I front an O and now he owe one

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Sad

(ATL Jacob he a f*ckin' millionaire)
(808 Mafia)

One thing about it, bitch, I came here for the math (math)
Two things about it, bitch, I came here for the cash (yeah)
Ain't no question, bitch, I'm leavin' with the bag (ayy)
Three things for certain, these niggas goin' out sad
One thing about it, bitch, I came here for the math (math)
Two things about it, bitch, I came here for the cash (haha)
Ain't no question, bitch, I'm leavin' with the bag (bag)
Three things for certain, these niggas goin' out sad

White 'Rarri, it's a drop top (drop top)
Better watch these niggas 'cause they flip flop (flip flop)
Royal Oak AP, it don't tick-tock (nah)
One place you'll never see me, that's on TikTok (yeah)
Hood Trap Cafe, it ain't TIP's spot
Them bank accounts in good shape, I'm talkin tip top
Them chatty patty ass niggas need their lips locked (locked)
Any niggas hatin' on me can suck a big (whoa, whoa)

One thing about it, bitch, I came here for the math (math)
Two things about it, bitch, I came here for the cash (yeah)
Ain't no question, bitch, I'm leavin' with the bag (ayy)
Three things for certain, these niggas goin' out sad
One thing about it, bitch, I came here for the math (math)
Two things about it, bitch, I came here for the cash (haha)
Ain't no question, bitch, I'm leavin' with the bag (bag)
Three things for certain, these niggas goin' out sad

Question is, where the real niggas? (Where the real niggas?)
Once upon a time we was drug dealers
I'm like, what's up with the hate? Shit, I love niggas (love niggas)
Even put niggas on, shit I plugged niggas (yeah)
They out here chasin' clout, and I'm out here chasin' zeros
Ask about me in the hood, I'm a neighborhood hero (hero)
It ain't no question, yeah, he been a street nigga
The only difference is, he a really discrete nigga (yeah)
Party at the feds and I didn't get invited (nah)
I'm thinkin' that's the reason that I didn't get indicted
A nigga made it out, and I'm thinkin' they don't like it (nah)
I seen this shit comin', I ain't even need a psychic

One thing about it, bitch, I came here for the math (math)
Two things about it, bitch, I came here for the cash (yeah)
Ain't no question, bitch, I'm leavin' with the bag (ayy)
Three things for certain, these niggas goin' out sad
One thing about it, bitch, I came here for the math (math)
Two things about it, bitch, I came here for the cash (haha)
Ain't no question, bitch, I'm leavin' with the bag (bag)
Three things for certain, these niggas goin' out sad

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Couldn't Lose If I Tried

Yeah
I like this shit right here
Yeah
Woah
Yeah, look

Big boss, I ain't never been fired
Dozen times, nigga damn near died
Red Bull, 'cause I don't get tired
Couldn't lose if I motherf*ckin' tried (tried)
Mogul status, I'ma need me a trophy
And I'm always at the bank, yeah, they know me (know me)
Big boss, I ain't never been fired (right)
Couldn't lose if I motherf*ckin' tried (tried)

Give me six feet, you better back that ass up
Or the paramedics gon' have to pack that ass up
Booked the room for a month, nigga stacked that cash up
Got a house on both coasts, yeah, that adds up
The motherf*ckin' wire, and I'm feelin' like Marlo
White 458, that bitch cost a Diablo
Fireworks, niggas, like the 4th in Chicago
Two million on the jet, tell them bitches Free Ralo
First, I saw, then I came then I figured I'd conquer
Barked on them niggas like that nigga from Yonkers
Soulja rag on them niggas like I'm straight from uptown
Feel like Deion Sanders, when that package touch down
They been countin' me out since day one, my nigga
I just like to make 'em mad, shit fun my nigga
Yeah, palm trees can't block the sun, my nigga
Meanwhile bank account on Big Pun, my nigga, woo, yeah

Big boss, I ain't never been fired
Dozen times, nigga damn near died
Red Bull, 'cause I don't get tired
Couldn't lose if I motherf*ckin' tried (tried)
Mogul status, I'ma need me a trophy
And I'm always at the bank, yeah, they know me (know me)
Big boss, I ain't never been fired (right)
Couldn't lose if I motherf*ckin' tried (tried)

You motherf*ckers still talkin'?
I see you thinkin' 'bout me often
Big dog, no flees
F*ck that other nigga, he a breeze
And life's good like Esco
Might buy me a jet like Creflo
Ten figures in the escrow
Same nigga who used to hustle at the Texaco
Had the kitchen smokin' Bob Marley
Then a nigga moved next to Steve Harvey
When he speakin' on me ain't no glory
But they always win tellin' they story
In '97 had a Lexus, now let's just talk about perspective
The only niggas doin' that was the Big Tymers
Nigga, I had the Rollie and the necklace

Big boss, I ain't never been fired
Dozen times, nigga damn near died
Red Bull, 'cause I don't get tired
Couldn't lose if I motherf*ckin' tried (tried)
Mogul status, I'ma need me a trophy
And I'm always at the bank, yeah, they know me (know me)
Big boss, I ain't never been fired (right)
Couldn't lose if I motherf*ckin' tried (tried)

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Rewrite History

Yeah
Oh, that's a lot, man
Oh, Sony's a motherf*cker, bro
Yeah
I like the way that sound right there
Yeah
Okay, I'm goin' in now
Uh

A bust down Rollie ain't shit to me
Still celebratin' my victory
Ain't lettin' none of these pussy niggas get to me
You niggas can't rewrite history
I don't know what you heard, but I won, nigga (won, nigga)
I know them niggas told you I'm the one, nigga
Only nigga done it how I done it (how I done it)
Only nigga run it how I run it (yeah)

Here we go again (go again)
Real nigga for the win (for the win)
Niggas outside, I'm gettin' it in
When they see me, "Real nigga, where you been?" (Ayy)
Gimme twenty of 'em now, they gon' bake (gon' bake)
Over twenty million sold, that's on shake
'Fore it popped off, cosigned Drake (damn)
Niggas mad I ain't fall for the bait (nah)
Menace to society, oh, Lord
Seen the same thing happen to O-Dog
Talkin' crazy about me, I don't know dog
Any nigga duckin' smoke don't want fog (nah)
I done lost more jewels than they wearin' (than they wearin')
I done toted more tools than they carryin'
I done touched more blocks than they rappin' 'bout
At the Kenmore stove with the napkin out (yeah)

A bust down Rollie ain't shit to me
Still celebratin' my victory
Ain't lettin' none of them pussy niggas get to me
You niggas can't rewrite history
I don't know what you heard, but I won, nigga (won, nigga)
I know them niggas told you I'm the one, nigga
Only nigga done it how I done it (how I done it)
Only nigga run it how I run it (yeah)

They givin' niggas flowers, I ain't got mine (nah)
Five aps, I ain't got time (nah)
I drop ninas off, I don't drop dimes
Sippin' on yak like it's white wine
Had to plug that, I'm a businessman
Don't believe none about me from the witness, man
Oh man, he done took the stand
Got him raisin' up his right hand
Do you promise tell the whole truth, so help you God?
You mad that I'm winnin' and you's the fraud
And every day you like tryna spill my name
'Cause you ain't havin' motion and you want some fame
Too much time on your hands
I'ma gon' on on with my plans
Big checks, can't count 'em with your hands
Shit's embarrassing, come and get your mans (haha)

A bust down Rollie ain't shit to me
Still celebratin' my victory
Ain't lettin' none of them pussy niggas get to me
You niggas can't rewrite history
I don't know what you heard, but I won, nigga (won, nigga)
I know them niggas told you I'm the one, nigga
Only nigga done it how I done it (how I done it)
Only nigga run it how I run it (yeah)

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Never Had a Bad Day in My Life

Yeah
I be tryna tell these niggas, man
I just be tryna tell 'em
Yeah, uh-huh
Look, yeah

Rose gold AP with no ice
Swear to God, yeah, I bought that bitch twice
And my future lookin' bright, Ice Spice
Never had a bad day in my life
Could've did ten years in the pen'
So every morning that I wake, it's a win
Big glass of rosé, no ice
Never had a bad day in my life

Tomorrow morning, bitch, I'm jumpin' on a jet
Big dog, yeah, I'm gon' need a vet
Need me there, then I'm gon' need a check
F*ck it up, yeah, it's gon' be a wreck
Rich nigga in some thousand-dollar sweats
7/11, that's a thousand-dollar bet
Baccarat, yeah, I'm smellin' like a bag
Big Ben, I'm in the back just like a cab
Turned my auntie back room into a lab
Turned two four ways into a half
Got my GED in jail and my favorite subject math
Ballin' like Nowitzki when he played for the Mavs
So f*ck what you heard, I ain't stressin'
Everything about me is a blessin'
God with me every day, got protection
Type of nigga that's anointed while he flexin'

Rose gold AP with no ice
Swear to God, yeah, I bought that bitch twice
And my future lookin' bright, Ice Spice
Never had a bad day in my life
Could've did ten years in the pen'
So every morning that I wake, it's a win
Big glass of rosé, no ice
Never had a bad day in my life

Yeah, I tell 'em health is wealth, nigga
Ain't doin' what you're supposed to, blame yourself, nigga
Niggas don't want to help, help yourself, nigga
'Til you swimmin' in the money, Michael Phelps, nigga
Sky is the limit, nothin' less, nigga
Me, this pot and this fork, We The Best, nigga
Eight rooms, ten baths, yeah, I woke up with a smile
Shower fit ten, I'm just glad I use Dial
Lawyer on retainer 'case we gotta go to trial
In my grandma kitchen like I work at Mr. Chow's
Safe in the closet, hide it right next to the towels
Used to get 'em out in Texas, now the plug is Kevin Liles
Millionaire before I signed, nigga
If it's ever a debate, I got time, nigga
Know a few niggas owe me for some nines, nigga
If y'all ain't speakin' up, I need mine, nigga

Rose gold AP with no ice
Swear to God, yeah, I bought that bitch twice
And my future lookin' bright, Ice Spice
Never had a bad day in my life
Could've did ten years in the pen'
So every morning that I wake, it's a win
Big glass of rosé, no ice
Never had a bad day in my life

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This Too Shall Pass

Tell 'em this too shall pass

Down on my luck, I was f*cked up
Pulled up on cuz in my Ram truck
This is where he live, Slap Trap house
Full of Southside niggas like a frat house
Friday afternoon, so the block hot
Cars comin' through, nigga, non-stop
We on that white liquor and we reminiscin'
And somethin' in my mind sayin', "Pay attention"
Now, I ain't the type of nigga just sttin' 'round, lollygagging
Bullshittin', caught up in some shit
And I ain't hear, "Hut one, hut two, hut three", swear to God them bitches just blitzed
The DEA and the task, "Need a search warrant", my ass
Had a hundred sixty thousand in the armrest
Yeah, them dirty motherf*ckers took my last

You ever went to sleep with no cash? (No cash)
You ever woke up with no bag? (No bag)
Walk around, lookin' all mad?
Tell 'em this too shall pass
One day I'ma be back rich
I'ma pop out, I'ma pop my shit (my shit)
You ever woke up with no bag?
Tell 'em this too shall pass

Now I'm in jail, and every nigga with me got a million-dollar bail
Wish I could order us some pizza
Yesterday, I was rockin' twenty-thousand with Khalifa
Nigga got popped by my tour bus
What them bitches do? Yeah, they blamed us
Mind you, I don't even know this nigga
Let alone, pop off and blow this nigga
Niggas in Oakland think I chipped their man
Now they talkin' 'bout they wanna chip my band
San Diego got cancelled 'cause it's way too hot
1OAK with Chris Brown the night Suge got shot
Locked me up at the show, nigga, that's on my mama
Ask Rich Homie Quan, nigga, DJ Drama
Haha, yeah, I'm talkin' so much drama (damn)
They f*cked my bag up, at least two, three commas

You ever went to sleep with no cash? (No cash)
You ever woke up with no bag? (No bag)
Walk around, lookin' all mad?
Tell 'em this too shall pass
One day I'ma be back rich
I'ma pop out, I'ma pop my shit (my shit)
You ever woke up with no bag?
Tell 'em this too shall pass

Tell 'em this too shall pass
Tell 'em this too shall pass
Tell 'em this too shall pass

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Don't Deserve Me

Yeah
I be tryna tell these niggas, man

Heard some money out this bitch, I'm up early
Tryna help a nigga get it, they ain't worthy
Yeah, I said what I said, hope they heard me
Nah, y'all motherf*ckers don't deserve me (nah)
I ain't blind, yeah, I seen the way you switched (woo)
Like Rico did Money Making Mitch (damn)
Yeah, I said what I said, hope they heard me (hope they heard me)
Nah, y'all motherf*ckers don't deserve me

My nigga hit my line, said he got hit up for three
I'm gon' grab the chopper, nigga, where I need to be? (Boom)
Nigga actin' too cool just to have lost three bricks
Next week, this nigga buy a Cadillac and shit (damn)
I see what you doin', I ain't motherf*ckin' blind
Tryna help him get some money, this motherf*cker tryna shine
Fast forward when I was workin' on Thug Motivation
This grumpy motherf*cker sittin' around a nigga hatin' (yeah)
Actin' like he Tonto and my name Ceto
Only thing free in this game is a free throw

All that fake love, you ain't my motherf*ckin' brother
Had to cut him off, I ain't no motherf*ckin' sucker (nah)

Heard some money out this bitch, I'm up early
Tryna help a nigga get it, they ain't worthy
Yeah, I said what I said, hope they heard me
Nah, y'all motherf*ckers don't deserve me (nah)
I ain't blind, yeah, I seen the way you switched (woo)
Like Rico did Money Making Mitch (damn)
Yeah, I said what I said, hope they heard me (hope they heard me)
Nah, y'all motherf*ckers don't deserve me

Niggas come around with expectations
Shit don't go their way, niggas gon' be hatin'
Seen this before, so I'm gon' be waitin' (waitin')
Shit never fails, so I'm gon' be patient (yeah)
Gave niggas jobs, even put niggas on (on)
Yet still, niggas sing the same old song (song)
You ain't hit the target, nigga, I gave you a shot
Either gave you a hit record or I gave you a pot (woo)
They wouldn't let you in the door, but I walk you in the buildin'
Only thing I'm takin' care of, nigga, is my children

All that fake love, you ain't my motherf*ckin' brother
Had to cut him off, I ain't no motherf*ckin' sucker (nah)

Heard some money out this bitch, I'm up early
Tryna help a nigga get it, they ain't worthy
Yeah, I said what I said, hope they heard me
Nah, y'all motherf*ckers don't deserve me (nah)
I ain't blind, yeah, I seen the way you switched (woo)
Like Rico did Money Making Mitch (damn)
Yeah, I said what I said, hope they heard me (hope they heard me)
Nah, y'all motherf*ckers don't deserve me

---

If I'm Being Honest

This where I go in right here?
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Yeah, look

(If I'm bein' honest)
I ain't dead or in jail, I ain't trippin', so I know that this a win
Actin' like I ain't that nigga, so we all just gon' pretend?
Flippin' weight to real estate, I'm corporate thuggin' 'til the end
(If I'm bein' honest)
I done came a long way from Lumpkin Road, sleepin' on my granny couch
Thousand dollars in my pocket, in my sock a quarter ounce
Now I got me three accountants just to watch all my accounts
(If I'm bein' honest)
You know these bitches see a real nigga out, and they ready to risk it all
Don't mind me, I'm focused, I'm just tryin' not to fall
I can see the goal line, I ain't tryna drop the ball
(If I'm bein' honest)
They tryna make it 'bout them, but a nigga really did it on his own
Could've got a life sentence just for talkin' on the phone
You can tell them niggas, love me or leave me alone

Headed to the other side, yeah, that's where the plug stay
Hungry than a bitch, I might just stop by the Subway
Lie 'bout two dollars, yeah, y'all niggas must be high
Yeah, y'all must be smokin' crack 'cause I ain't that type of guy

(If I'm bein' honest)
I was in the Mac when Sedi showed me how to turn a two into a four
At the microwave, nigga puttin' on a show
That's a hundred and twelve Os like the knobs on the door
(If I'm bein' honest)
I been prayin' to my mama 'cause I need her and miss her every day
So I'ma go hard 'cause there ain't no other way
Wish we could talk now 'cause there's way too much to say
(If I'm bein' honest)
I'm really sick of these niggas on the Internet talkin' like some hoes
If I ain't answer back, 'cause I'm busy doin' shows
It's hard but it's fair, quit cryin', wipe your nose
(If I'm bein' honest)
I'm the first nigga from my hood that ever went and cashed out a Lamb'
Arm and Hammer in the fridge, nigga, right next to the ham
Got some niggas in the fed that'll vouch for every gram

Headed to the other side, yeah, that's where the plug stay
Hungry than a bitch, I might just stop by the Subway
Lie 'bout two dollars, yeah, y'all niggas must be high
Yeah, y'all must be smokin' crack 'cause I ain't that type of guy

---

Don't Cheat

(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)

Tell me you gon' hold it down, baby girl 'cause this shit ain't for the weak, nah
Real niggas don't cheat, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I be out here gettin' paper while you sleep
Yeah, once again, baby (once again)
'Cause real niggas don't cheat, nah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Open up a bottle of NAUD, let's count some paper (paper)
Anywhere you want in this world, I wanna take you
Let's go and buy a couple acres out in Jamaica (damn)
I'll be Bron, you be Kyrie Irving, we'll be the Lakers
Real shit, been cheated on and I been lied to
Would've went to war 'bout them bitches, I would've died too (ayy)
Give it to her all on the counter, I let her ride to
Love it when she tell me to kill it, know I'ma slide too (yeah)
Tonight you know I'm takin' my time, kiss on her neck (neck)
Just watch your tone when you talkin' to me, it's about respect
We already three hours in, it's goin' down (down)
Just know when you f*ck with a king, you get a crown (real shit)

Tell me you gon' hold it down, baby girl 'cause this shit ain't for the weak, nah
Real niggas don't cheat, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I be out here gettin' paper while you sleep
Yeah, once again, baby (once again)
'Cause real niggas don't cheat, nah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You already gave me your heart, I want your soul (soul)
See ain't nothin' comin' between us, yeah, that's the goal (nah)
Like Magic Johnson and Cookie, yeah, that forever shit (forever shit)
Right or wrong, you stand by your king, yeah, that Coretta shit (ayy)
In the world with no one to trust, know you can trust me (trust me)
Just know that I'm stay on my shit, and make 'em lust me
And I ain't 'bout you playin' them games, I know my worth (worth)
Some of these bitches ain't for the streets, they for the Earth (damn)
Imagine me chasin' these bitches when I'm that nigga
Yamazaki with the big ice cube, don't chase my liquor (nah)
Just know if a real nigga want you, then I'ma get you
Then we goin' out like Queen and Slim, you get the picture? (Real shit)

Tell me you gon' hold it down, baby girl 'cause this shit ain't for the weak, nah
Real niggas don't cheat, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I be out here gettin' paper while you sleep
Yeah, once again, baby (once again)
'Cause real niggas don't cheat, nah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, uh-huh, real niggas don't cheat, yeah, yeah
Yeah, uh-huh, yeah

---

Shine On Me

Yeah
In the words of John Lennon, nigga
In the end, it'll be okay
But if it's not okay, it's not the end
Yeah
Gratitude, nigga
(Let's go)

Woke up this morning, it's a blessing (blessing)
Every loss I had in this game, it was a lesson (lesson)
Had a few complaints last time, I better check 'em (woo)
Plug doin' yoga and shit, they like to stretch 'em (haha)
F*cked around, lost it all, had to go back and get it
Everything I avoided, had to go back and live it (damn)
Parking lot Lenox Mall, fifty blocks in the back
Saw them lights in the rear view and had an asthma attack (yeah)
All I heard was the sirens, all I saw was the lights
Yeah, my nigga, it's over, you lived a hell of a life (woo)
And just like that, they drove right past me
Two duffle bags of that clean, and, yeah, that would've been nasty, blessed

No matter how hard this shit get, just shoot for the moon
'Cause even if you miss, you're still amongst the stars, yeah
Your dreams don't scare you, you ain't dreamin' big enough, baby
Yeah, shine your light on me
Let's go

All praise the most high (high)
You know how many Glad sandwich bags I had to tie? (Damn)
Really ain't no wins in this game, still gotta try
Yeah, Carlo White feel what I'm sayin', he in the sky (woo)
Shout-out to Westside Bell, they let my dog out the pen
Get 'em four by ten, I guess a win is a win (that's ride)
He used to slide through the 'yo, I used to slide him a five
I'm a full-time hustler, I just rap on the side (haha)
And I had big hopes, yeah, I had big dreams
I ain't openin' shit, don't like to use that beam (nah)
All praise to the most, I used to chase down fiends (woo)
Helped me dodge that cell so I can live my dreams, blessed

Came so far, we ain't goin' back, baby
Some walk down this path, if you and the devil ain't never came face to face
That mean y'all walk in the same direction
Grateful, gratitude, yeah
Shine your light
Gratitude, nigga

---

Keep The Change

Tell them niggas, "Keep the change"
Expectin' somethin' less of you, nigga, would be insane
I always thought the best of you, nigga, so this a shame
Open up another bottle, gotta charge it to the game
Tell them niggas, "Keep the change"
Expectin' somethin' less of you, nigga, would be insane
You went out like the rest of them, nigga, and that's a shame
Put it on my black card, gotta charge it to the game
Let's go

Seen the writings on the wall
Did everything for that nigga, I bought him drawers (damn)
Takin' care a grown-ass man, I ain't your daddy (nah)
Livin' in my shit rent-free, this ain't your Addy (haha)
You know what the f*ck time it is, I bought that watch, nigga (ayy)
You ain't even had no motion, I upped your stock, nigga (nah)
Yeah, you was a nobody, nigga, nobody knows you
Never did nothin' for nobody, nigga, nobody owes you (yeah)
And what about the time the feds froze all my chips?
I was payin' for your condo, you left with all my shit (shit)
Where my main man at when I was at my lowest? (Lowest)
That coward skipped town on me when I was at my poorest (damn)
Look at fat boy runnin', know he need to hit the gym
He thought my run was over (nah), but I am not one of them (yeah)
You lookin' real stressed, better get your shit together ('gether)
They asked you how I'm doin', tell that pussy, "Never better"
Yeah

Tell them niggas, "Keep the change"
Expectin' somethin' less of you, nigga, would be insane
I always thought the best of you, nigga, so this a shame
Open up another bottle, gotta charge it to the game
Tell them niggas, "Keep the change"
Expectin' somethin' less of you, nigga, would be insane
You went out like the rest of them, nigga, and that's a shame
Put it on my black card, gotta charge it to the game
Let's go

Knew he shouldn't have been trusted
That's why you out here lookin' all dusted and disgusted
See, karma is a ho, nigga, life is a bitch
Niggas left me for dead, they forgot to dig the ditch (haha)
Bounced back, you see me out here livin' on their ass
Niggas stuck in '05, they still livin' in the past (ayy)
Sad part about it, nigga used to be my brother
Daddy should've wore a rubber, you old jealous motherf*cker (yeah)
Stuck to my side, should've known that you was leechin'
But I was thinkin' with my heart, didn't practice what I'm preachin'
No accountability, can't blame me for everything
'Cause they ain't wanna see you shine, I bought each and every chain
Just a hatin'-ass crew and a real-ass boss
They ain't make it 'cause they ain't make it, yeah, that's real-ass talk (yeah)
Since you actin' like a bitch, I'ma treat you like one
And next time I see you I'ma greet you like one, nigga

Tell them niggas, "Keep the change"
Expectin' somethin' less of you, nigga, would be insane
I always thought the best of you, nigga, so this a shame
Open up another bottle, gotta charge it to the game
Tell them niggas, "Keep the change"
Expectin' somethin' less of you, nigga, would be insane
You went out like the rest of them niggas, and that's a shame
Put it on my black card, gotta charge it to the game

---

Delusional

"Ralph Sims, having been duly sworn was examined and testified as follows
Why are you in custody right now?"
"I'm charged with a conspiracy case"
"What kind of conspiracy?"
"Cocaine"
"All these people in Government's Exhibit 10-C
Do you belong to the same group?"
"Yes"
"BMF?"
"Yes"
"Do you remember where someone told you to hand bricks to someone?"
"Yes"
"Jeezy"
"Jeezy?"
"Yes"
"We've heard some in this trial about a possible musician named Young Jeezy"
"Yeah"
"Are you referring to the same person?"
"Yes"
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)

We all knew the code
How you just gon' let the submarine just implode?
I was trap or dyin', gettin' money on the road
Bagged money, Magic City throwin' money on the pole
And even back then I was mindin' my business
Fast-forward now I'm still mindin' my business
I'ma 'pologize in advance right motherf*ckin' now
For all this cap shit y'all gotta witness
Niggas talkin' 'bout that I turned my back
Y'all ain't give me no choice, shit, I ain't look back
Any nigga with some common sense would've done the same thing
Yeah, that's on Big Bank, Big Facts

What I'm supposed to do? Sit in jail 'bout a nigga?
What I'm supposed to do? Sit in hell 'bout a nigga?
Niggas can't tell me they wouldn't have did the same damn thing
Ain't no way in hell, my nigga

Man, these niggas is delusional
It is what it is, it's the way it's gotta be
It went how it went but y'all hatin' on me
Mindin' my business, why they hatin' on me?
But the world gon' see
Man, these niggas is delusional
It is what it is, it's the way it's gotta be
It went how it went but y'all hatin' on me
Mindin' my business, why they hatin' on me?
But the world gon' see
Man, these niggas is delusional

Niggas actin' like I ain't hit my own capers
Niggas actin' like I ain't had my own paper
Niggas actin' like I hit Strokers, 112
Vision with 'em, turned 'round, asked for a loan later
Welcome home, Bear, shout out to lil' man
Westside Blu, yeah, I had my own team
Sleepin' in my California king in my penthouse behind Phipps Plaza, yeah, I had my own dreams
Put my blood and my tears in them motherf*ckin' words
Popeyes, Weston with the motherf*ckin' birds
Then you got the nerve to try to call me a rapper
That's just like the Oscars tryna call me a actor

What, you wanted me to go to jail, my nigga?
So we can go half on a cell, my nigga?
Can't tell me they wouldn't have did the same damn thing
Ain't no way in hell, my nigga

Man, these niggas is delusional
It is what it is, it's the way it's gotta be
It went how it went but y'all hatin' on me
Mindin' my business, why they hatin' on me?
But the world gon' see
Man, these niggas is delusional
It is what it is, it's the way it's gotta be
It went how it went but y'all hatin' on me
Mindin' my business, why they hatin' on me?
But the world gon' see
Man, these niggas is delusional

---

Nothin to Prove

Yeah
Is that a piano I hear in the background? (I got nothin')
Turn that up for me (I got nothin')
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League) nothin'
Yeah
I got nothin', I got nothin'
Yeah, uh
Yeah

Got this NAUD yak all in my bladder (in my bladder)
Shit was cool, I got money, they got madder (haha)
It's up there, stuck there, need a ladder
Ever see Nia Long, I'm gettin' at her (yeah)
You know I used a kitchen fork to mix the batter
Throw it on the digit scale, I need the data (damn)
You ain't havin' it your way, what's the matter? (What's the matter?)
Five thousand dollar bills, threw it at her (yeah)
Met her at the Blue Flame, that was back in '96 (6)
Hershey in the booth, yeah, you know he like to mix (ayy)
Her folks in Alabama used to hit us with the bricks
Had your boy lookin' like he playin' for the Knicks (haha)
Only nigga workin' in the middle of the drought
Money flowin' like I'm in the middle of the spout (woo)
Got twenty of 'em now, said she twenty minutes out
Said, "Baby, were you worried?" I said, "I never had a doubt"

Nothin'
I got nothin' to prove
I got nothin', I got nothin', I got nothin'
I said nothin'
I got nothin' to prove
I got nothin', I got nothin', I got nothin'

Ain't shit to prove, nigga, what more can I say?
Got a million hits, nigga, what more can they play? (haha)
Catch me at Carbone when I'm in the MIA
Known me my whole life, and he don't know where I stay (yeah)
I ain't got shit to prove to none of these niggas
Far as I'm concerned, shit, I'm done with these niggas
Raised all of 'em, I done son'd a few niggas
Do a background check on every one of you niggas
And I ain't never ran off on nobody
Gettin' money's mine, nigga, what's your hobby?
White Lexus back then, nigga, Woah Kemosabe
Mr. Red Roff Inn, serve a nigga in the lobby (haha)
Once upon a time there was a snitch named Bobby (Bobby)
He was an informant, yeah, Bobby was a rat
Straight from Unionville, nigga, right across the track
Set my main man up, I'ma leave that at that

Nothin'
I got nothin' to prove
I got nothin', I got nothin', I got nothin'
I said nothin'
I got nothin' to prove
I got nothin', I got nothin', I got nothin'

---

Titanic

Yeah
Yeah
Uh-huh
Uh-huh
Yeah
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Let's go

This shit ain't for the weak (nah)
Grab the scuba gear 'cause this shit get deep (haha)
Yeah, can't swim, nigga, you bound to drizzown
You lucky you even at the table, nigga, sit down (damn)
Niggas ain't got shit to show for it
You ain't got it, nigga? Go ask your ho for it
Can't look me in the eyes, niggas finicky
Just be honest with yourself, you still envy me (yeah)
Cry me a river, Justin Timber' me
It's givin' frenemy, I don't like your energy
The boy ain't mine, why we talkin' 'bout supportin'?
Way too real to be talkin' 'bout extortin' (haha)
TD Jakes told me, "Just pray"
And Tony Robbins told me, "Don't play"
It's your vision, make it happen, nigga
It's my boat now, I'm the captain, nigga (let's go)

How you let 'em ride your wave
But a nigga right beside you still hatin'?
I will never understand it
Ungrateful-ass niggas, these ungrateful-ass hoes
They gon' f*ck around and sink the Titanic
They don't care about your dreams, they don't care about your goals
Man, these niggas give a f*ck about devotion
See, the hatin' won't quit 'til you shipwrecked, bottom of the ocean (go)

It's hard to be real with a fake nigga
Gotta keep the antivenom for the snake niggas (damn)
You thought he was your man, but he wants your place
Like Nicholas Cage, he wanna wear your face (woo)
Keep your eyes open for the backstabbers, nigga
Don't tell 'em 'bout your pack, they pack grabbers, nigga (ayy)
Don't tell 'em 'bout your dreams 'cause they're dream stealers
F*ck your dirty ass doin' 'round us clean niggas? (Haha)
Only thing worse is a fiend, nigga
To get what they want, they straight scheme, nigga
Only things worse than fent' is the fame, nigga
Rob grown-ass man for a chain, nigga
They can never throw me off, I'm too bossy, nigga
And you know it stay up, I'm like coffee, nigga (yeah)
Niggas started playin' games, that's when they lost me, nigga
Kept it straight up and down, they still crossed me, nigga (ayy)

How you let 'em ride your wave
But a nigga right beside you still hatin'?
I will never understand it
Ungrateful-ass niggas, these ungrateful-ass hoes
They gon' f*ck around and sink the Titanic
They don't care about your dreams, they don't care about your goals
Man, these niggas give a f*ck about devotion
See, the hatin' won't quit 'til you shipwrecked, bottom of the ocean

How you let 'em ride your wave
But a nigga right beside you still hatin'?
I will never understand it
Ungrateful-ass niggas, these ungrateful-ass hoes
They gon' f*ck around and sink the Titanic
They don't care about your dreams, they don't care about your goals
Man, these niggas give a f*ck about devotion
See, the hatin' won't quit 'til you shipwrecked, bottom of the ocean (go)

---

Everything About Me Is True

Oh, they're gon' bring this shit back
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)

I say hey what if I told you
Everything they say about me is true? (Yeah)
Had a droptop Lamb' it was blue
Had a black Glock .40, it was new
I say hey what if I told you
Everything they say about me is true?
They were for the twenty-four, I copped two (yeah)
And then I split 'em both up between the crew
I say hey

I don't really f*ck with that nigga (why not?)
I don't know what's up with that nigga (what's up?)
All I know, half the niggas in the streets in the rap game
They don't really f*ck with that nigga (damn)
My homeboy say he a buster
My old head said he a hustler
But them niggas 'round the way said, "Bullshit, you want it, you play, he gon' touch ya"
My dog say that he a snake
My round say he had to flake (woo)
Either he the realist nigga walkin'
Or the fakest nigga talkin'
Hood say he fake gangbangin'
Hit the gang with the work, gang gangin' (yeah)
Heard he switched on his mans
I heard his man forced his hand

I say hey what if I told you
Everything they say about me is true? (Yeah)
Had a droptop Lamb' it was blue
Had a black Glock .40, it was new
I say hey what if I told you
Everything they say about me is true?
They were for the twenty-four, I copped two (yeah)
And then I split 'em both up between the crew
I say hey

I heard the nigga say that he a legend (he a legend)
I heard he used to front a nigga seven (damn)
Yeah, the birds are the words
He gon' keep the shit a stack, with the gospel he a reverend (yeah)
I heard he used to feed the whole town
With the off-white and the brown (and the brown)
My nigga in the feds say he snitched but there ain't no paperwork to be found (nah)
F*ck that he a boss (he a boss)
Yeah, and f*ck them, it's their loss
Bank statements and receipts
When you see him in the streets
Just know he paid the cost (ayy)
Put 'em on the interstate, f*ck local
Nowadays he a real estate mogul (yeah)
Niggas own half the town
Left the circus for the clowns

I say hey what if I told you
Everything they say about me is true? (Yeah)
Had a droptop Lamb' it was blue
Had a black Glock .40, it was new
I say hey what if I told you
Everything they say about me is true?
They were for the twenty-four, I copped two (yeah)
And then I split 'em both up between the crew
I say hey

---

Expectations

(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)

First mistake is actin' like we really enemies
I'm a boss, you ain't got that type of energy
Like the boy Messi, I'm out your league, nigga
Go on, kick rocks, smoke your lil' weed, nigga
I only got one job, nigga, that's bein' Jeezy
And one thing about it, I make it look easy
F*ck you talkin' 'bout? You's a grown man
Puttin' your expectations on a grown man

No f*cks given, that's the birthplace
You weren't the nigga for the job in the first place
You only had one job, you tryna be a rapper
That's like Palm Beach County tryna be Alaska
I lost millions when that nigga left them guns on that bus
And I ain't say shit when they put me in them cuffs
So run your smear campaign 'til you get tired
Then you can tell them folk the truth, how you got fired
Ten million in bail, two weeks in a cell
'Cause you ain't do your job, nigga, shout-out to my lawyer
Conflict of interest, yeah, I'm old-school
Any nigga hire you is a damn fool

F*ck we talkin' 'bout? You's a grown man
Puttin' your expectations on a grown man
Damn right, I'm a hustler's hustler
Them expectations be a motherf*cker
How you blame another nigga for your whole life?
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, nigga, roll dice
Damn right, I'm a hustler's hustler
Them expectations be a motherf*cker

Niggas must be on drugs, where the mollies at?
I'm just glad they don't know where the bodies at
I dare you motherf*ckers to name one time
That it went down that I wasn't on the front line
It was just a flesh wound, nigga, quit cryin'
Even gave you severance pay, nigga, stop lyin'
Let's pick a word, I'ma goin' ahead with "Blame"
How a grown man blamin' you for everything?
Blame ain't the strategy for a meaningful life
And the crazy part about it, nigga think he right
What you thought I was gon' magically make you rich?
And when that fell, that just magically made you switch?
Wrong mindset, you talkin' with your hand out
Couldn't have been me, I would've took the main route
Damn right, nigga, I'm a hustler's hustler
Them expectations be a motherf*cker

F*ck we talkin' 'bout? You's a grown man
Puttin' your expectations on a grown man
Damn right, I'm a hustler's hustler
Them expectations be a motherf*cker
How you blame another nigga for your whole life?
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, nigga, roll dice
Damn right, I'm a hustler's hustler
Them expectations be a motherf*cker

---

Claim to Fame

Yeah
Yeah
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Yeah

The ups, the downs, the highs, the lows
The love, the hate, the love, the hate, the pain (pain)
You win, you lose, you lose, you win
You win, you lose, it's all just part of the game (game)
You grind, you grind, you grind, you grind
You grind, you shine, until you build a name
You cap, you fake, you snake, until they need you
Claim to fame

I been known lil' Jay, I used to go to school with him
Lil' dirty niggas wasn't on shit
Least two times a week, wore the same outfit
Back when him and lil' Meat was on some same house shit
Right across from the ball court, 6-16
Back when Rod had the Volkswagen rabbit, it was clean
Him and Corey in that dusty blue Regal
Barely kept gas in that motherf*cker
Headliner fallin' from the ceilin'
Still act an ass in that motherf*cker
Now he talkin' all the bricks, I remember rocks, nigga
All this motivation shit, what you think you Pac, nigga?
You don't keep it one hundred, you don't rep the block, nigga
We love you like our own, but now you just an opp, nigga
Your lil' time runnin' out, you better check your watch, nigga
I got a mixtape droppin', I'ma need a drop, nigga

The ups, the downs, the highs, the lows
The love, the hate, the love, the hate, the pain (pain)
You win, you lose, you lose, you win
You win, you lose, it's all just part of the game (game)
You grind, you grind, you grind, you grind
You grind, you shine, until you build a name
You cap, you fake, you snake, until they need you (yeah, look, look)
Claim to fame

Seen him on BET the other day
All that leather on like he Mad Max or somethin'
Real nigga always talkin' 'bout he real
Then why the f*ck I gotta come and ask for somethin'?
Weren't for niggas like me, none of this would happen
Whole entire world would've thought that boy was cappin'
I'm a real nigga too, shit, I should've been the one
I am shinin' every day, shit, I should've been the sun
I ain't gon' lie that boy used to get a bag
Back when G Boy and Tone Capone used to get a half
Hop in Brent car, you used to take it there his self
Now he actin' all funny that he got a lil' wealth
Nigga, you'll never be a legend like Biggie
Nigga, you'll never have a billion like Diddy
Nigga think he on top but he ain't went far
Nigga, you just like us, nah, you ain't no star

The ups, the downs, the highs, the lows
The love, the hate, the love, the hate, the pain (pain)
You win, you lose, you lose, you win
You win, you lose, it's all just part of the game (game)
You grind, you grind, you grind, you grind
You grind, you shine, until you build a name
You cap, you fake, you snake, until they need you
Claim to fame

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What I Gotta Do

(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Yeah
Turn me up
Yeah
This ain't a chill song
This a real song, what's up?
Turn the music down a little bit
Yeah

Show me
What I gotta do?
Yeah
What I gotta do, nigga?
Anything
Yeah

I gotta admit, you was my motherf*ckin' idol
So it's hard to believe that you my motherf*ckin' rival
First hustle I seen, now that's a motherf*ckin' title
On everything I love, that's me and granny in a Bible (haha)
My big cuz, that nigga knew that I was green
My big cuz, that nigga know he stayed clean
And when I grow up, I wanna be like him
Bought his mama a mansion, I'm thinkin' just like him (yeah)
And little did I know, I was just another nigga
Heartless motherf*cker, he was just another dealer (woo)
Started with the weed, that nigga worked me like a slave (slave)
How is we partners? You the one that's gettin' paid (ayy)
Wasn't too long, he started to give a nigga work (work)
Family over everything, got my feelings hurt (damn)
Loss after loss, that nigga put me in a cross
How the f*ck you take mine when you the motherf*ckin' boss?
Nigga, just show me

Yeah, what I gotta do?
What I gotta do, nigga?
Yeah, you turned little cuz into a thug and all I wanted was love, nigga
I don't understand, nigga
I would've done anything for you, nigga
What I gotta do?
Yeah

Loyalty ain't word, it's a motherf*ckin' virtue
And I'll lose it all before a motherf*cker hurt you
Just like the time I hid my safe in your attic
What I got inside, I could've bought a few Pateks (damn)
Then it's back to the streets, I gotta go and get this check
I'm just sayin', ain't seen no rap money yet (haha)
And when I came back to get it, most of that shit was gone (gone)
I knew it wasn't you, therefore it had to be holmes
I'm 'bout to park him in place, you know, resort that nigga (bah)
Before I finished my sentence, she straight divorced that nigga
My lil' sister, you know she realer than most
And I salute you, queen, that's why I'm makin' this toast (yeah)
Entrepreneur, Suite 6-16
She smilin' down, I know this lil' bitch dream (love you mama)
Your big brother, I think the world of you, baby (baby)
And ain't no question, I'll fight the world 'bout you, baby
Just tell me what I gotta do

Yeah
Show me what I gotta do
What I gotta, uh, yeah
Anything you ever need, I'm always here, always
Yeah, yeah
Show me what I gotta do? Uh
Show me what I gotta do
Ask anybody who really f*ck with me, if you love me I'll do anything for you
And I mean anything
Yeah

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My Intentions

(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)

They been talkin' shit about me all day (all day)
So much that I paid it some attention ('tention)
But they forgot the fact of one thing (one thing)
That maybe that wasn't my intentions
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
That just wasn't my intentions

Yeah
Uh-huh, look
Damn, dog, I thought I was your man, dog
Us three together we had a plan, dog
Pardon me, I'm sippin' on this brown liquor
You know that shit that make you tell the truth quicker
You let them niggas in your ear like I was holdin' you back
Like it's the first of the month and I was holdin' your crack
U.S.D.A., nigga, yeah, you know the clique
We was supposed to change the world, nigga, me, you and Slick
Five hundred thousand sold, just to say the least
Billboard certified, golder than your teeth
Phil Jackson shit, yeah, I call that there a win
You should be happy, nigga, I just wanted you to grin
We on the same team, you in some type of competition
We got the same orders, but you on another mission
I know you wantin' a response
Here it is, "Merry Christmas"
Still love you, nigga, I'm just gon' do it from a distance

They been talkin' shit about me all day (all day)
So much that I paid it some attention ('tention)
But they forgot the fact of one thing (one thing)
That maybe that wasn't my intentions
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
That just wasn't my intentions

Main man, you know we had a game plan
Proud of you, homie, you a changed man
'Cause back then you couldn't stay out of trouble
Only made my anxieties and stresses double
I know you didn't peep that you was bringin' too much heat
Them indictments comin' down, I could barely even sleep
Yeah, Shawty Red was on the track, but I still had the pack
So you in and out of jail wasn't helpin' me relax
Plus, I didn't have the time 'cause I was runnin' out of time
Can't be dealin' with your bullshit when I'm dealin' with mine
They picked O-Dog up, now I'm really paranoid
Moved everything the same day, my whole condo void
I know you heard it in my tone, collect calls on the phone
Guess I built resentment, nigga, you left me all alone
Voice box of the block, as loyal as they come
Speakin' of loyalty, you should've taught them niggas some

They been talkin' shit about me all day (all day)
So much that I paid it some attention ('tention)
But they forgot the fact of one thing (one thing)
That maybe that wasn't my intentions
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh, uh-huh
That just wasn't my intentions

---

Never Be a Fan

Yeah

You ain't really rockin' with him, just let him a loose (loose)
And you don't know what love is, just tell him the truth
I know you said it a million times, but where is the proof?
He as loyal as they come, yeah, I'm talkin' Papoose (haha)
And all that bullshit you doin', that's disrespect
With the world on his back, why you all on his neck?
He ain't your child so, how you gon' keep him in check?
You ain't his boss, you talkin' like you gon' cut him a check (damn)
That man fightin' with the world, what you want him to do?
Lick his wounds, then come home to be fightin' with you?
And he ain't really aksin' much, he just wants you to ride (ride)
Put your hands on his head, rub his back when he tired (yeah)
One too many ultimatums, you makin' him choose
He out here tryna make his moves, you makin' him lose (lose)
If your plan is control, he'll never be a fan
But I guess that's life, you're f*ckin' up a good man (yeah)

If the plan is control, he'll never be a fan
When it's all said and done, you f*ckin' up a good man
Yeah, that's life, baby, what's up?
Gotta compete with your past, she'll never be a fan
You f*ckin' up a good woman, that never was the plan

You ain't know what love is, so just leave her alone
She knowin' that you don't trust, hear it all in your tone
Yeah, you gettin' to the bag, but you're never at home (nah)
That's what she tell her girlfriends, yeah, she always alone (damn)
You need to take some time to chill and deal with the trauma (trauma)
That toxic relationship you had, yeah, you and your mama (mama)
Even at your best, yeah, post-traumatic stress
Always feelin' like it's war, and you gonna need a vest
She ain't even got a clue that she takin' a test
Question is, how you know she ain't doin' her best?
And when you talk less, yeah, that be makin' her stress
Superwoman, yeah, she gon' need a "S" on her chest
Them streets f*ck you up, left your whole heart froze
Like the first time you met her and your whole heart close
Gotta compete with your past, she'll never be a fan
F*ckin' up a good woman, and that never was the plan (yeah)

If the plan is control, he'll never be a fan
When it's all said and done, you f*ckin' up a good man
Yeah, that's life, baby, what's up?
Gotta compete with your past, she'll never be a fan
You f*ckin' up a good woman, that never was the plan (uh-huh, yeah)

If the plan is control, he'll never be a fan
When it's all said and done, you f*ckin' up a good man
Yeah, that's life, baby, what's up?
Gotta compete with your past, she'll never be a fan
You f*ckin' up a good woman, that never was the plan

---

Sade

Girl, huh, you should see the way I play
Ain't even gotta stay
Play some Sade
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)

You know I grind hard, you should see the way I play
You know you run with me, this ain't no ordinary day
Just pull up, catch a vibe, baby, you ain't gotta stay
We gon' sip this Opus One, we gon' play some Sade
I rather be with you than f*ckin' off in the club
Hand on her thigh got her wetter than a tub
Pull up, catch a vibe, baby, you ain't gotta stay
We gon' smoke a lil' Za, we gon' play some Sade

You ever made love on a kitchen stove?
Gotta shut the spot down, yeah, the kitchen closed
Photographic memory, gon' strike a pose
I just wanna stand behind you while you touch your toes
What started on the counter, ended on the floor
Said she 'bout to cum again, shit, I counted four
Just tell me how you want it, you gon' get that
I'm on the road this week, I'm gon' miss that

I bet the neighbors know my whole name
Yeah, Mr. Knock-The-Bed-Out-The-Whole-Frame
Smoke a lil' Za, make the sex better
Ocean versus the pool, I make her wet wetter (damn)
Deep conversation, we talk that real shit
We just a vibe when we together, yeah, that chill shit
Put her up on business, and she do the same
F*ck a watch, I gave her million dollars' worth of game

You know I grind hard, you should see the way I play
You know you run with me, this ain't no ordinary day
Just pull up, catch a vibe, baby, you ain't gotta stay
We gon' sip this Opus One, we gon' play some Sade
I rather be with you than f*ckin' off in the club
Hand on her thigh got her wetter than a tub
Pull up, catch a vibe, baby, you ain't gotta stay
We gon' smoke a lil' Za, we gon' play some Sade

She say she like my grind set
I said what about my mindset?
Intellectual conversation, yeah, that mind flex
Can't see the vision, you ain't mind yet
Wanna see you live your dreams, I ain't tryna stress you
Just follow my lead, baby, let me bless ya
Anything you want, everything you need
Kiss you, slap you on your ass every time you leave
Talkin' dirty on the phone, late-night calls
Took her shoppin' in Capri, we don't do malls
Visionary, damn right, I got a real plan
You in a different league, you f*ckin' with a real man
You wanna help me run the world, be my first lady?
F*ckin' in the White House, now, wouldn't that be crazy?
Anything you want, everything you need
You babysittin', baby girl, go and pass the weed

You know I grind hard, you should see the way I play
You know you run with me, this ain't no ordinary day
Just pull up, catch a vibe, baby, you ain't gotta stay
We gon' sip this Opus One, we gon' play some Sade
I rather be with you than f*ckin' off in the club
Hand on her thigh got her wetter than a tub
Pull up, catch a vibe, baby, you ain't gotta stay
We gon' smoke a lil' Za, we gon' play some Sade

---

Don't Let Up

(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Yeah
Let's go

F*cked over as youth, too much drama (drama)
Grown man now, I'm still dealin' with the trauma (damn)
Think somethin' wrong, can't feel my emotions (woo)
Probably why my niggas can't feel my devotion (damn)
Just touched down, heard killed Mike
I don't even think a nigga slept that night (nah)
How I'm supposed to trust you when I can't trust me? (Me)
How you trust two, when you can't trust three? (Ha-ha)
I got the whole world tellin' me a nigga ain't enough
Every chance they get, tryna put a nigga in some cuffs

It's rigged for us to lose, it's a set up (it's a set up)
If you fall, nigga, get up (yeah), just don't let up
Young nigga, I know you fed up (okay)
Just don't let up, just don't let up
Young nigga, I know you fed up
Just don't let up (what's up?), just don't let up
If you fall, nigga, get up (get up)
Just don't let up, just don't let up
Rigged for us to lose, it's a set up
Just don't let up (yeah), just don't let up (let's go)

Better give this shit your all, they ain't set you up to win (nah)
One wrong move, they gon' throw in the pen (yeah)
The DEA wanna repo all your cars
The new da wanna analyze your bars (ha-ha)
Must've heard baby worm say, "Ball 'til you fall" (fall)
These niggas out here dyin' off the Fentanyl and all
Had to pray for young slime 'cause that boy goin' through it (yeah)
Pray for Lucci too, that plea deal wasn't congruent (nah)
Way to make your bed, hold your head, young nigga
I ain't gotta say shit, 'nough said, young nigga (yeah)

It's rigged for us to lose, it's a set up (it's a set up)
If you fall, nigga, get up (yeah), just don't let up
Young nigga, I know you fed up (just don't)
Just don't let up, just don't let up
Young nigga, I know you fed up
Just don't let up (what's up?), just don't let up
If you fall, nigga, get up (get up)
Just don't let up, just don't let up
Rigged for us to lose, it's a set up (get up)
Just don't let up (yeah), just don't let up (let's go)

Just don't let up
Just don't let up
Ooh, ooh
Just don't let up
Just don't let up
Yeah, yeah, yeah

---

Since Pac Died

(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Yeah
Turn me down just a lil' bit
Yeah

I ain't shed a tear since Pac died
Don't know why it hit me when Pop died
Brooklyn lost one, I don't even know the homie
Still runnin' from my demons, there's an omen on me
Like that time they tried to charge my first born with murder
Got me callin' every lawyer that I ever heard of
Oh, Lord, please, tell me what you see in me
Teary-eyed, they got my baby boy on TMZ
Balled up in the bed, feelin' like a failed father
Then I tried to stand up and I fell farther
Mama died and I didn't know how to grieve
That's the last time that a nigga smoked some weed
That 'Za had me in my head, I might break for real
Contract with the devil, I might sign a deal
Oh, Lord, have mercy, I just wanna see her
I'd trade places with her now, I just wanna be her

All I seen in my face was a twenty-five
She said, "Take your ass to school or you won't be alive"
Swear that she hit me with my own hand
What I'm sayin', my mama slapped like a grown man
Baby raising babies, I forgive you, mama
You had to clean them people's toilets, I was with you, mama
Two-bedroom trailer, I was so ashamed
Had SpaghettiOs for dinner, all I taste is pain
Single black mother, that's the reason, right?
Meanwhile, I don't know if I can read or write
Somebody pay the light bill, we gon' see tonight
When your future gets dark, all you see is white
I just tried and I tried, but I never died
Uncle Wade my best customer, he always fried
When you aksed me am I good, I just always lied
Streets sucked my soul dry, that's why I'm always tired
Served dope fiend Jackie, that's Tameka mama
I should be ashamed, I'm part of Tameka's trauma
Prettiest dark-skinned girl in the whole school
Even brought my bomb to class, thought I was so cool

I hope you're lovin' Heaven and you ain't embarrassed
You can tell 'em that your baby boy's known in Paris
Yeah, I know I made a mess, but I'ma clean it up
Had to cut the fat from 'round me, had to lean it up
Please send a sign if you hear me, mama
Yeah, this lil' Jay, I'm hopin' you forgive me, mama
By the way, I had a beef and shot at DJ Drama
Apologized about it, yeah, I'm tryna keep the honor
Same time healed, I'm tryna beat my trauma
And be a natural-born leader until I see you, mama
That was on my heart and I don't know why
I'm puttin' on my shades, y'all gon' make me cry

---

Free Champagne

(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)

Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)
Uh-huh (uh-huh)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)
Yeah (yeah)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)

I done balled with the best, nigga, and shot at the rest
I been prayin' and studyin', so I'm up for the best
Escapin' the luxury, that's how I deal with the stress
Who better than you? Them niggas know you the best
Take a look in the mirror, now you know what you facin'
Yeah, you fightin' the world, no more procrastination
You got beef with your hood? Well, I got beef with the nation
And they ain't comin' to save us, so why the f*ck is you patient?
This the unapologetic real me
I'm just sayin' what you feel, I know you niggas feel me
You a whole ass man, you love them niggas to pieces
They gon' suck all your blood before you find out they leeches
Put a knife in your back, then put a slug in your front
Put your focus on focus, shit change your life in a month

Change the channel, time to change the program
You can have a hundred Rollies, time waits for no man, yeah

Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)
Uh-huh (uh-huh)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)
Yeah (yeah)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)

Niggas actin' like they got all the time in the world
How you gon' explain that to your lil' girl?
Daddy was on bullshit, he wasn't about his grip
Lived his whole life and he didn't leave her shit
Sad thing about it, his daddy did the same thing
When you ain't got shit, nigga, what's to maintain?
It's out here, nigga, you better go out here and get it
One life to live, you better go out here and live it
F*ck the opposition, better ball on them bitches
You know them niggas watchin', better smile in them pictures
Time to press pause, better stall on them bitches
That Jeff Bezos shit, we need all of them riches
The man in the mirror, the one that's holdin' you back
This entrepreneur shit, it's bigger than trap

Change the channel, time to change the program
You can have a hundred Rollies, time waits for no man, yeah

Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)
Uh-huh (uh-huh)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)
Yeah (yeah)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)

Yeah (yeah, yeah)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)
Uh-huh (uh-huh)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)
Yeah (yeah)
Free champagne tomorrow ('morrow)

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No Choice

(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)

'Bout to cop another duplex, f*ck this Rolls Royce (ayy)
Screamin', "Let's get it" 'til I ain't got no voice (haha)
Shrink wrap the money, so it don't get moist (yeah)
I gotta go and get it, I ain't got no choice (yeah)
You better stack your money, nigga, f*ck that Rolls Royce
Screamin', "Let's get it" 'til you got no voice (ayy)
Shrink wrap the money, so it don't get moist (damn)
You best go and get it, I ain't got no choice

Thug Motivation in a tux with the symphony
The streets taught me everything, everything but empathy
I been through hell, I'm livin' well, and I don't want no sympathy
Gave me lemons, I made lemonade, and I ain't talkin' Simply
Mind playin' tricks on me, took a month from alcohol
Giorgio Armani, that's what I wore to Tamron Hall
"Just know we hurtin' out here', that's exactly what I told her
But still we solid out here, that's exactly what I showed her
Never in a million years thought I'd be on CNN
Tellin' them about them white squares that I was gettin' in
Nigga that I knew turned feds best teller
Meanwhile your boy, New York Times best seller
Greatest story never told, yeah, I had to write a book about it
Told 'em that they snatched my man up, and I was shook about it
And yesterday, I was partyin' with the Vice President
Had a certified real nigga at her residence
These flunkies tellin' everything, but really, they don't know shit
Gossipin' and assumin' 'bout a nigga, boy, that's ho shit
Can't hear you, nigga, money in the way, yeah, that's broke shit
Potter's House with TD Jakes, nigga, yeah, that's Pope shit
God gave me a gift of lean, you niggas can't take it
Beyoncé with this soul shit, you niggas can't break it
Good Morning America, I'm kickin' shit with Robin
All black everything, you know your boy was mobbin'
Fresh up out the cartel, chillin' with the mayor
Told Reverend Warnock to keep me in his prayers
I ain't dead or in jail 'cause that bullshit wasn't meant for me
Savin' that for my sit down with Oprah Winfrey
Told 'em I done gave this shit about that real estate
You best be buyin' dirt, if you out there flippin' weight
It ain't nothin' but love, yeah, let them niggas hate
I'm in the mansion with the gate and I'ma keep bein' great

'Bout to cop another duplex, f*ck this Rolls Royce
Screamin', "Let's get it" 'til I ain't got no voice
Shrink wrap the money, so it don't get moist
I gotta go and get it, I ain't got no choice
You better stack your money, nigga, f*ck that Rolls Royce
Screamin', "Let's get it" 'til you got no voice (ayy)
Shrink wrap the money, so it don't get moist (damn)
You best go and get it, I ain't got no choice

You better own your own pain, nigga
These niggas will always wanna find somebody to blame
'Cause they don't wanna own their own pain
I'm ownin' mine, nigga, yeah
Yeah, vulnerability is power, nigga, it's strength
Makes you strong, my nigga
I'ma keep healin' on these niggas, yeah
I ain't got no choice, yeah
Do this one of two ways, nigga, yeah
You got two choices
One's to go get it, yeah
Other one's to sit back
And you already know how that go
You know how that go, nigga, yeah
Ain't shit comin' to a dreamer but a dream, yeah
Nigga, we ain't got no choice, yeah
These niggas see a nigga livin' better, doin' better, bein' better
Y'all niggas wanna come out the woodworks and shit
Yeah, nigga, you know what it is, nigga
Niggas see a nigga healin', nigga bein' great
Niggas wanna hate, nigga
I told you niggas y'all ain't see the vision though
But one thing about it
For the motherf*ckin' record, nigga
Yeah
I'm so far past you niggas with this f*ck shit, I'm gone, no question
But I want you to remember one thing, nigga
Yeah
I might forgive, but I don't motherf*ckin' forget