Fabolous - Steve Jobs lyrics

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<strong>Steve Jobs Lyrics</strong>


it goes however I wanted to

these bitches never say can’t

I just call it angel, she look like heaven in pants

big house, couple rides

call that shit Neverland Ranch

Tre Pounds, shoot fast, call that shit Kevin Durant

you n-ggers beneath me

now go get f-cking stomped son

no I run this city I am Brooklyn’s Nucky Thompson

If they make me go in

I’ma go right away

mny fly ass can’t be stopped no flight delay

gotta a crew of bad bitches

call em the nice girls

yo b-tches look scary

but she aint no spice girl

it’s 9am when you clock, you’re an office worker

it’s big Bens in my pocket I’m a rothsberger

coconut ciroc and pineapple, easy order

now I got this chick showing me what Yeezy taught her (Amber Rose?)

welcome to the funeral pay respect

me and your girl, unibrow, may connect wait a sec

let it breath…

ha, ha, ha, ha, ha

its goes getting more money

they come with more problems

I used to be Mac’ing but now I’m Steve Jobbin’ man

see you got 2 choices

you can stay broke or grind

life is a bitch, and I’m just tryna Oprah mine

gettin’ more money, it comes with more problems

man used to be Mac’ing but now I’m Steve Jobbin’man

got 2 choices

you can stay broke or grind

life is a bitch, and I’m just tryna Oprah mine

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[Paul Cain]

Always been a squeezer, I’ve been on the hollow n-ggas

alwyas been a leader no twitter, I don’t follow n-ggas

f-ck glass, drink Rose out the bottle n-gga

I promised to keep it 1000 you know my motto n-gga

don’t just talk it, be about it

you talk it, but we about it

we do it, you read about it

leave ‘em don’t speak about it

we live it, you dream about it

how could you even doubt it

couldn’t get a quarter round here

unless we allowed it

this is our city, our town, our turf

we eatin’ and y’all thirst

do shoot back, bomb first

get ‘em gone first

let em fire, arms burst

regardless of size or status

stuff em in that long hearse

I think I’m Malcolm X, Huey Newton

Marcus Garvey, I’m surrounded by my army damn

damn, n-gga try and harm me

f-ck what a hater think

how could n-ggas try to rob me

if I’m out in Abu Dhabi, ferrari’s and Maserati’s

fleets pulling up in Nobu’s and Cipriani’s

or that F1 race track, good look tryna find me

wherever I’m at ,I’m smoking some Bob Marley

7 star hotels, you can see the ocean from the lobby

riding in the goose, riding to the Goose

believe the great deal with stress

I’ve been through the most

changed my whole way of thinking, got a new approach

fly private if it aint first class, I’m through with coach

street fam for life, this we all owe the los

whole gang bottles in the air

I propose a toast

we dun seen the World

partied with emirates

we all come from nothing, always remember that

so you should be thankful every time you spend a stack

for the all classy restaurants we ate dinners ate

all the cars, audemars with the different straps

but always strive for more, never be content with that

no beginner rap, no number 1 contender jack

Arnold Swarzenegger returns, Decembers back

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