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Re-Up Gang Pusha
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it muthafucker
All I see is black roses, drug dealer poses
shoveling that devilâs angel up they noses
never let jail turn my shine into Moses
couldnât cleanse my soul with them civil rights sposes
panoramic roof, under glass like a coaster
backseat driver, racial slurs at the chauffeur
killian loafers, Mikimoto chokes her
Photo-op this priceless, frame our wanted posters
the audacity, war brings casualty
bitch have my son before I face that tragedy
ugh, I order hits, she orders mahi
R.I.P. Vivian Blake, shout out the shower posse
Gone!!!
(You seek out problems)
(Looking for trouble, trouble, trouble)
But you found it motherfucker
Iâm here, itâs the misogyny
bad bitches massaging me
sometimes we lowered our standards at the colleges
so please donât judge me, ugh, for the following
fat bitches swallowing, skinny bitches modeling
take of that Givenchy and letâs get raunchy
I have your face looking all Captain Cruncy
the devil stay testing
âcause when you chase the pussy itâs a sin
but if it falls in your lap itâs a blessing
soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing
French, to be exact, that Balmain was impressive
had used the main leathers (leathers, leathers, leathers)
Cyhi, Cyhi, Yeah
boy, we looking for trouble
maybe if we wasnât black then we wouldnât have struggled
player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my huddle
they cook and I smuggle
got twenty pounds of kush in the duffle
so Iâm running through them circles,
boy Iâm looking like Knuckles
look at my knuckles, got the hook in âcause niggas was looking
Iâve tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog Iâm good for a scuffle
donât be mad I whooped your ass âcause Iâve tooken a couple
feds asking niggas questions but I wouldnât rebuttal
âcause Iâm Jake Gyllenhaal, Iâm in the hood with the bubble
with a tall model broad like I took her from Russell
didnât play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle
Royal Flush, so kiss my royal nuts
ainât nothing silver spooned, I came from the soil, bruh
but now Iâm eating off of rather yellow gold
exquisite ravioli with some happy yellow hoes
but donât get it confused when I rap these mellow flows
âcause all my Titos got bricks like a yellow road
GOOD, I do it
B.I.G. Sean Don nigga
(But you found it mutherfucker)
Iâm in, that no-smoke secâ rolling motherfucking ounces
marijuana mountains, drinks youâre not pronouncing
three chains on, I donât need no bouncers
nothing less than a G stackâs in my trousers
new double-Dâs smashed in her blouses
fuck a hotel, my nigga we rent houses (houses)
my nigga, we rent houses
so many wedding rings lost in them couches
Iâm just a Westside lover
I leave females in my sheets and all my feelings in a rubber
this is showtime, showtime, boy
I hope you set the DVR
stacking money face to face, dish it, look like CPR
âYe invited me a seat to sit at the throne
so now Iâm snapping like yoâ ass just finished a poem
does he sound like âYe, Jay, or Drizzy Drake?
meanwhile, Iâm chilling with all these niggas, counting all this money you ainât
consider yourself lucky to see a legend before the prime
a killer before the crime, a BIG before the Dime
greet me wit a middle finger when you see me
itâs cool, âcause I canât see yoâ ass from this side of the TV muthafucker
Hey, Cole World, make way for the chosen one
what you now hear is putting fear in all the older ones
down played me to downgrade me like they donât notice son
your shoes too big too fill? I can barely squeeze my toes in âem
fucking hoes while teaching niggas to hold your sons
this the rap Moses, scratch that, Mary and Josephâs son
high as fuck with a cold flow and a loaded gun
never say Iâm better than Hov, but Iâm the closest one
heard you looking for trouble, what, Iâm supposed to run?
yoâ bitch invited me inside her, ainât I supposed to cum?
got niggas thatâll blow your tee off, put a hole in one
now you outside of heavenâs gate, fronting like you know someone
talking hard, but yâall still ainât push me
they say you are what you eat, and I still ainât pussy
fuck it, everybody can get it
when youâre this hot, everybodyâs a critic
but when youâre this high everybodyâs a midget
all this mean mugging from niggas that mean nothing
could it be my position is one that you dreamed of?
went from quarter to broke to half past rich
with my badass bitch
and you donât want no problems on some math class shit
so check the young genius out
fuck the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout
I thought that real shit is what you been fiending âbout
what you been praying for? What you been screaming âbout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming âbout
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