下载链接: Hold On+Pusha T/Rick Ross/Kanye West
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I sold more shit than I sold record
You ****ing sold records never sold shi
So I ain't hearing none of that street shit
Cause in my mind you mother****ers sold soap
Got rich selling hope to hopeless

But I'm a thinker methodic in my motives
Uh I motivate to put my ****in' money into motor
No woman no child no witness no Jehovahs
Like Scarface but it's God's face in that mirror
We was made in this image is much clearer
Scoring from the heist but I wanted mine purer
Aryan blonde hair blue eyed like the führer
The judge and the jury the jewellery mad froze
Water colors on my neck, **** rhyming when you blinding nigga
We ain't the same color clarity of diamond , mother****e
Nah I ain't got nothing in common which yas
Pain in my heart it's as black as my skin
They tipping the scale for these crackers to win
No reading no writing made us savage of men
They praying for jail but I mastered the pen
Descendant from kings we at it again

Just hand me the crown I'm active again
Everything that it seems hear my passion again
Was never my dream the immaculate win
I was pissin' my shorts having rich b***h thought
Wish I had a pistol before all the friends I done fought
Over night I seen a nigga go get a Carrer
Two weeks later I had to be that boy pallbearer

Young king bury me inside a glass casket
Windex wipe me down for the life after

Crack dealer living like a hoop star
Black marble white walls in my new spot
Four chains, big studs, a nigga too fl
Top down tank top I think I'm 2Pac
So I'm labeled the rebel, niggas get on my leve
We were born to be kings only major league teams
Chasing my paper couldn't fathom my wealth
Built a school in Ethiopia should enroll in myself
Got body and mind food for the soul
When you feedin' on hate, you empty, my nigga, it show
Follow them codes ain't no love for these hoes
If you slip and you fall I got you my nigga, hold o
If you right or you wrong if you riding come on
By the end of this song can't be hiding for long
I seen children get slaughtered, niggas' grandmothers assaulte
Throw a gang sign dare you do something about it
**** coppin' them foams, when you coppin' the hom
Cop a kilo and have them people on top of your home

Follow the codes ain't no love for these hoes
If you slipping you fall I got you my nigga, hold o
If you right or you wrong if you riding come on
By the end of this song, I got you my nigga, hold o

I got you my nigga, hold on, I got you my nigga, hold o
If you right or you wrong if you riding come on
By the end of this song, I got you my nigga, hold o

I got you my nigga, hold on, I got you my nigga, hold o

I got you my nigga, hold on, I got you my nigga, hold o