RIP Whitney Houston
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God bless her soul
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I¡¯m just vibin¡¯ dog
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But for you haters
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Nothing¡¯s gonna stop me
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I swear to god
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Nothing¡¯s gonna stop me
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Andi, Kiko, Renegades
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Nothing¡¯s gonna stop me
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Nothing¡¯s gonna stop me
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Money talks so what¡¯s your conversation?
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Counting my blesses, my sweet elaborated
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Being broke ain¡¯t a joke, that feeling is devastating
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Night met ¡®er so that force never stated
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Calculating every dollar bill
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Reminiscin¡¯, they missin¡¯ like someone not a mill
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Still trippin¡¯, this life I¡¯m livin¡¯ the dream still
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Look at my niggas loyalty¡¯s mad real
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That¡¯s cuz we got this from the bottom up
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Number slidin¡¯ in my homie momma truck
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We did what we had to do, we ain¡¯t give a fuck
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Now we the niggas winnin¡¯ dog, wuddup?
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Ain¡¯t it funny how the time fly?
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Couple cars and a twenty story high rise
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Took a minute but shit connecting like wi fi
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It¡¯s fuck you to the niggas who sad my carrier died
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Shit, I¡¯m livin¡¯ quite well
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On the beach I¡¯m sippin¡¯ wine and cracking laughter tales
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With a Spanish mommy give me, I pursue the tails
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Ask me do I like it, poppy I¡¯m like hell yea
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We da best the fuckin¡¯ logo
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Just hope you get the picture when you take your photos
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Own a couple cars but I need one more though
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Felt I¡¯m coming soon, real nigga yellow
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True, I¡¯m just rappin¡¯ dog aye
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Nothing¡¯s gonna stop me
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I tell ¡®em: nothing¡¯s gonna stop me
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Yea, feel good when you comin¡¯ from nothin¡¯ homie
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But I tell ¡®er: nothing¡¯s gonna stop me
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Swear to god (nothing¡¯s gonna stop me)
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Starvation
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In the studio, watching the Grammy¡¯s homie
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Pray today they nominate the one and only
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Probly cry some tears at the ceremony
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Only lord knows when they ready for me
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Inspiration runnin¡¯ through my blood
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Motivated from the fact I made through the mud
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Kept my faith although they doubted when I lost my buzz
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All over somethin¡¯ that I¡¯m winnin¡¯ ain¡¯t gon show me love
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In the street label me underrated
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Story for respect my only ultimatum
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They ask me who that¡¯s why you goin¡¯ hard
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Cuz I just want my mama off that boulevard
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I come from a city where there ain¡¯t many stars
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And given no pity promised them prison bars
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Teachers said I won¡¯t amount a shit
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Graduated high-school, college never in it
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Still I manage through seven figures with common sense
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And at the age of 52 my mama finally quit
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Fuck it right I never stop
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Found a way to motivate the niggas¡¯ block
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Whitney Houston died yesterday
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God bless ¡®er, hope she end up at them heavy gates
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Watching the Grammy¡¯s just as they dedicate
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In the mean time, let¡¯s let this marinate
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Yea, I¡¯m just vibin¡¯ dog
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Oh yea (nothing¡¯s gonna stop me)
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Ain¡¯t nothin¡¯ gonna stop me man
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Nothing¡¯s gonna stop me
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I write poetry via Martin
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Justice will be served my brother
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But guess what
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Nothing¡¯s gonna stop me
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Oh yea man (nothing¡¯s gonna stop me)
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God bless
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Hood
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2-12-12 (Thoughts)
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| Ace Hood |
