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ultimate flow - re-up gang lyrics

[intro: pusha t]
yeah, in closing (get familiar!)
effortless sh-t, the ultimate flow, y’know
uh

[verse 1: pusha t]
life is what you make it, ya flows are makeshift
i draw this of inspiration, you trace sh-t
patience been my life story
they say the trials almost over and i can taste the glory
it’s hard to ignore me with this big -ss chain
or this bright -ss watch, all this big -ss bling
one thing about it, see, it’s more than a name
say to h-ll with the verses, still the re-up gang
two zero comma five a key, the peace symbol front of the v
f-ck gold digger b-tches, my giuseppe freaks, uh
mama i means no harm, you lack cl-ss and charm
but i ain’t got it either, accustomed to a certain way of living
only know two ways of getting
either rap or unwrap, if you ain’t get it you ain’t live it
so if you ain’t get it your money tall as midget, p

[chorus: sandman]
you mad huh? i know you like my style
you got to feel us
it’s the real one, unfamiliar
nothing that you ever known, huh?
the ultimate flow, you know, dope, baby
you mad huh? i know you like my style
you got to feel us
it’s the real one, unfamiliar
nothing that you ever known, huh?
the ultimate flow, you know, dope, baby

[verse 2: sandman]
accustomed to the luxuries that cheese bring
i’m a grown man, baby, your heart, still finding myself t–thing
the big faces got me f-cked up
i admit i’m too weak to stay broke, say f-ck it and suck it up
so i worked out with some n-ggas from my strip
started off slow, we was all curlin’ nicks
couple months later, i was deadliftin’ bricks
then i added more weight with intent to get bigger
now i floss on chicks and intimidate n-ggas
stack cheddar in the safe like records in the crates
i cut with two tecs, turntables, and fade y’all
little minded n-ggas think short and stay small
but team ball like a.i and stay fly, with our eyes on the prize
(even thought we getting money we’ll) size up ya squad
ride on y’all and divide up the pies, then maintain our rides
whah

[verse 3: malice]
all the money in the world and i ain’t fulfilled
but what could be missing, i mean, the wrist on chill
the neck all frozen i should feel like the chosen
waterfront home overlooking the ocean
all these hues, one should be humored and amused
but more often than not i find myself confused
cruising in that drop and still i feel
as if i’m nothing more than a hamster in a wheel
enough with the women, they don’t see past the chain
i don’t see past the -ss, two can play the game
gotta thank god for caine i guess that’s the twist
’cause if i never sold, my rhymes would sound like this
you know, i just be standing here looking funny
nothing to say, a buncha air and sh-t
it’s like a double-edged sword, a catch 22
you d-mned if you don’t, you d-mned if you do

[verse 4: ab-liva]
ex-dope dealer, the x being the quotient
dividing the pride by the motion that i’m moving once it coasts off the ocean
a poor potion, the black man’s anchor
and we don’t own tankers
but the trinkets that we buy is gon’ sink us
this dope thinker is torn, i’m at odds with myself
and no matter what i buy, i can’t pardon myself
pardon my wealth, my arm wear charm hair
contradict myself but i feel i was honest here
i feel i’m tarnished here
but i’m a smooth n-gga
check my walk, you love my swagger
plays my part, the creme-de-la-creme raised my aart
who f-cking with i? touch i-must i-simply clear my throat
the king that can’t hush i
plus i got these n-ggas under pressure, got they eyes blood shot
blood hot, they boil, r-e-u-p gang
four brothers like we blood tied

[chorus: sandman]
you mad, huh? i know you like my style
you got to feel us
it’s the real one, unfamiliar
nothing that you ever known, huh?
the ultimate flow, you know, dope, baby
you mad huh? i know you like my style
you got to feel us
it’s the real one, unfamiliar
nothing that you ever known, huh?
the ultimate flow, you know, dope, baby

[outro: pusha t]
yeah n-ggas the ultimate flow, you know
re-up gang, you know, we got it for cheap volume 2
this the black card era
n0body f-cking with sandman n-gga
n0body f-cking with liva n-gga
n0body f-cking with malice n-gga
n0body f-ckin with skateboard p n-gga
and you know me, dont even try it, neighborhood push

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