Well, I'm the ghetto's answer to Trump I'm cancer to the Hamptons 20 million a wop, brand sac and mansions Increase the noise pollution, as soon as I land in Don't even trust uppity white folks Keep the cannon tuck Niggas trying to lean on Jay, shots gonna stand you up Glocks gonna pop, ya not understandin much I hustle for the thuggest Well, now I hustle for the rust, like fuck it baby I just love it Chicks now say they like the way I thug it Since my album dropped,my stock grows like I went public Ladies I love ya But I love my freedom more I love my niggas, love to see them ball I love Bean's and Bleek Them niggas like my Peter and Paul My disciples, and that's right we coming for the title..... Do you believe, it's Hova the God
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