In Memory Of

Want a beat like this

I never thought I could sound street like this

Make top plays of the week like this

And it ain't just rap boy, I speak like this

I eat like this

I'm a get my pockets so deep like this

I'm heavy as a muthafuckin Jeep like this

And I'm comin' in your lane beep beep like this

I'm in your seat like this

This is how rappers get released like this

It's never been the rapping that competes like this

Yellin: Just be cool I come in peace like this!

I got my name like this

EA-Sports, I'm in the game like this

Why you do them strangs' like this

We don't tie Chucks, we let 'em hang like this

Try and buy my own thing like this

Barack couldn't even bring change like this

I'm a die like this

I work my way up to the sky like this

I get by like this

I'm good on the white, I get high like this

I'm so live like this

How have I never been in Vibe like this

I don't know a nigga that can scribe like this

And you ain't probably heard nothing since Tribe like this

Shirt and tie like this

I been going hard since five like this

I'm on the rise like this

I make it so easy to decide like this

Me minus him you divide like this

And we go red carpet you alive like this

I turn her on like this

We be on our six in the morning like this

Another girl scorned like this

Nothing happened to me, I was born like this

Ralph Lauren like this

L.A. had been live, since the Forum like this

I shouldn't be scoring like this

I should run the team Rod Thorn like this

We pop like corn like this

Everything I drop like storms like this

Do not like warm like this

This is me in another form like this

Her skirt gettin' torn like this

We can make our soft porn like this

Her body I adore like this

I'm a tear it up, she can moan like this

In Memory Of

It's been a few months, you remember me love?