Dec 31st (Prod by Ben Billions)
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Starvation 2
I'mma get right to it
Fuck you fuck boys
Fuck all y'all
90% Of the rap game has stolen Ace Hood's flow
Let's keep it 100, don't play yourself
I only speak facts
At least if you gon' steal it, pay homage
If you ain't part of the team, you stealing flows
It's alright to be inspired, just respect it
I go by the name of DJ Khaled
And I'm the CEO of We the Best Music Group
I'm here to let you know Ace Hood is one of the best in the game
And if you don't think so, fuck you
If you're a non-believer, we gon' turn you into a believer
Fuck 'em
Take a look into my eyes and just tell me what you see
Tell me do you see the beast, they ain't wanna let me off the leash
Way too many of them niggas sleep, I spit fire third degree
Pussy niggas don't wanna believe, on my momma they gon' see
Got the hottest flow and I'm honest though
Fuck with a nigga, be modest for
My conscious know I'm kinda dope
Somebody let them bloggers know
Damn when I let this Tyler in
Every year it's my time again
Underrated they contemplating, I'm top 5 in they conversation
Say hurting people been hating on me, oh well nigga what's new
Still riding in a Maybach and they face mad when I came through
These niggas hate that I made it, gotta make a way for my baby
My momma cried in that other room
And them tears was falling, I hate it
Next day I made me some changes, man up nigga no complaining
That he left my younger stages, ain't no choice, I had to make it
Will not quit and I will repent and I
Won't consent with a nigga who snitch
Coupe no top, it don't make no sense, like
A nigga who broke, it don't make no sense
Fish tank frames in the whip, no tint
And that Rolex glist', oh boy they pissed
Y'all fuck boys do make me sick, your bitch blow me, C4 tick tick
And I got this shit, Khaled I got '
Em, he go to war, standing beside him
You gon' need army, you gon' need navy
You gon' need soldiers, maybe Obama
It's that W-E Z-H-E B-E-S, carry the T
None of you niggas don't matter to me
Slaughter your features, slaughter your beat
Feed me rappers, bon appรฉtit, niggas
Be tripping, them choppers'll speak
Came for the war, no longer the peace
Time for the blind to be able to see
None of these niggas ain't nothing
Like me, 24 years ain't get no sleep
26 Inches on my Jeep, feeling like shackles on my feet
Know the day that they let me free, y'all in trouble, O-M-G
Please oh please, nigga pray for me, killing this shit, boy, R-I-P
I'm back with a B and a Mac on me, in the
Back of the Jeep, y'all looking for me
Capital A, capital C, capital E, H double O-D
Free my niggas 'til they all get free, rep my city, gotta rep my team
Broward County President, that's the shit that I represent
Quarter mil' for that whip I'm in, pussy boys, I never mind they diss
80 Thousand, that's on my wrist, take your chick and I make that bitch
Eat the dick and take a flick, send the shit, you'll have a fit
L-O-L, I'm out of state, young nigga tryna get filthy rich
I'm out here, better bring your voucher, better call your counselor
Shit get real, wanna think I'm coward, oh I ain't 'bout it
Now your family is pushing flowers, tears to your momma
Have they got 'em, never want that drama, never want that drama
Oh Lord, I pray the world don't end in January
December 31st I made obituaries
All you niggas sleeping, meet the cemetery
All you niggas sleeping, meet the cemetery
Starvation, Starvation
God bless this proud nation
God bless this proud nation
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If there is anyone out there who still doubts, it's been
A long time coming, but tonight, tonight is your answer