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Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah (Shit I be on, the beat is by don) Yeah, yeah! Uh Give me that shit, it shouldn't be yours That ain't where it belongs It shouldn't be yours, it shouldn't be yours yeah All them awards and all that applause, it shouldn't be yours yeah Give me that shit I heard you got more, it shouldn't be yours yeah He getting that money, the power, respect but he ain't got a heart, yeah Niggas is rich when the camera on, not when it be off It's all a mirage, it's putting me off You niggas is fraud, yeah He told me that shit was a gift when I asked him how much did it cost Where's it from? It better be yours, it better be yours, uh She left me and settled for less, I settle the score She thought I was gone until she went home and the TV was on I'm recording, he at a resort Can't even record with you niggas no more, I be putting you on, yeah Surely you niggas forgot how it started How is he good with the enemy? He's an informant, yeah Surely you niggas don't look at the charts, uh SongtexteGot most of my catalogues on and 97 a legend was born The studio turned to a morgue, this beat is a corpse You rappers are targets, I'm throwing the darts I got a collage pinned up on the walls, yeah Baby Boy move like a bounty, I came to collect All that shit wasn't 'possed to be yours That ain't where it belongs It shouldn't be yours, it shouldn't be yours yeah All them awards and all that applause, it shouldn't be yours yeah Give me that shit I heard you got more, it shouldn't be yours yeah He getting that money, the power, respect but he ain't got a heart, yeah Niggas is rich when the camera on, not when it be off It's all a mirage, it's putting me off You niggas is fraud, yeah He told me that shit was a gift when I asked him how much did it cost Where's it from? It better be yours, it better be yours, uh Aus Songtexte Mania