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Foreclosure
Big Hit, Hit-Boy & The Alchemist
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You niggas better count your fingers if I shake your hand
If I be here countin' chilly, I'ma shake you down
I got the cake by pounds, shh, don't make a sound
I'm 'bout to wiggle up on the block, release and rake 'em down
Man, these fakes is foul, I never mistake a smile
I recognize a snake smirk, just a upside frown
I'm Bowflex-ing on niggas, slow stretchin' on bitches
On Bloods, I'm bench pressing the beef and show flexin' these figures
Shout out, my nigga, JT, blood, this pressure is deep
When I hear a Hit-Boy beat, my complex so steep
I don't see beef, one eye opened, I sleep beef
When my protein levels is low, I need beef
I'm a real life soldier, it's hard livin' life sober
My realities got colder when feds opened the folder
A lot of weight on my shoulders, a nigga skeleton scoldin'
I tried to mold her, but the bitch like, "Hot coals," I can't hold her
My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over
I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter
My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over
I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter
I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter
Yo'-yo'-yo', your advantages is shorter
My heart's in foreclosure
Fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-fo'-foreclosure
I'm a drug to these bitches, I'm the plug to these niggas
Ain't no love when it comes to snitches, just slugs and ditches
Yeah, I'm in it the for the chilly, I'm in it the for the billies
Really drillin' in the millies, spinnin' bitches to the ceilin'
See, I got high blood pressure, so I'm a high blood presser
In the game high steppin', ain't no more high stressin'
I'm 'bout to reap high blessings, breaking all hot records
Nigga got four dirties, got released high testing
See, I'm a jack of all trades, master of none
Young nigga, don't play with me, I mastered my guns
My son mastered his craft, so we just mashin' your ass
While me and C3 sit back with all the masters and laugh
Suck a duck, dummy dodgin', niggas, fuck you, pay your homage
Ain't no bluffin', blood, I'm poppin', ain't no luck, I'm straight with llamas
Hard to be sucker free in the land of lollipops
You niggas fuck with the opps, I don't fuck with the cops
My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over
I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter
My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over
I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter
I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter
Your advantage is shorter
I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter
Yo'-yo'-yo', your advantage is shorter
My heart's in foreclosure, you lost me, bitch, it's over
Yo'-yo'-yo', you lost me, bitch, it's over
I'm advancing, I'm older, your advantage is shorter
Yo'-yo'-yo', your advantage is shorter (advantage is shorter)
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