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Just another day in these filthy sweet Atlanta streets Back on a greenback hunt One for the money and two for the loot You want to run with boo best tie your shoe I make all your dreams and nightmares come true I've got all that I want, now I've got you To get back on your feet like giraffe, elephant, a kangaroo Can't come through with these puppets 'Less you cool, 'less you know the who's who You're in my world now, I make the rules I say who lives, I say who die, I save the kids I push the button, delete the crew Call me John Q, call me Olu Bitches I've arrived, oh Wait for the motherfuckin' gang See I go loco for my freedom It's the only thing that's real these days No fear, no shame, matter fact let's get this straight That ain't no rapper (nooo) See triumph comes from dyin' Sometime joy comes from cryin' Sometime healing come from killin' SongtexteRich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, die for Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, never fold Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, die for Rich shit, nigga shit, climb on up, never fold Yeah I'm up You pussies thought that I was down, no, no, no Yeah I'm up I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta Gotta say that I'm up Said I'm up Okay, rollin' dice, baby needed new pair of shoes Famous overnight Nigga these people don't care 'bout you Came up in the jungle Gotta bail my partners out the zoo What's the price of love? Can't think about that, Mike Tyson, do it Rolling dice, baby needed new pair of shoes Famous overnight Nigga these people don't care 'bout you Came up in the jungle Gotta bail my partners out the zoo What's the price of love? Okay look, paid dues, no more fake news I'ma do everything that they said that I can't do Miss me with that artificial Baby I ain't fooled by the filters or the angles You don't know yourself, when you come into some wealth You the type to let it change you I say make money don't let money make you Mothafucka let her talk about all he ever wanted like he ever met her While the house sit back and collect the debt up Oh I bet you thought your ass was educated Oh I bet you thought that you escaped the message Lyin' to yourself, you the greatest actor Round of applause, round of applause Geminis, two-faced, Cancer, I got claws Life is a cartoon I did not draw Take a hiatus put in their palm I always had a certain je ne sais quoi Pull up on your bitch like, "Excuse my French" Fuck what you thought Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? Ce-soir, take no days off Ain't no problem that I can't solve what you made off with Yeah I'm up You pussies thought that I was down, no no no Yeah I'm up I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta, I gotta gotta Gotta say that I'm up Said I'm up Aus Songtexte Mania