You run for it, run for it, run Run for it, run for it, run Run for it, run for it, run
You known for fuckin' it up, ha Them bad-ass on your truck, ha, cost seven and up, ha You to stay from out that place, ha sure you got your money straight ha, before it's too late ha
You want Momma livin' good ha Move your out the hood ha, to up in the woods, ha Baby post off the hook, ha Manny Fresh has possession, to be up in the book, ha
Juvenile got them looks, ha, but you too scared to with him he be runnin' with them crooks, ha, I'm the one, ha Stick a fork in that 'cause he's done, ha For the tongue, ha
You got a hole, ha You got for bail so now you ready to roll, ha You to buy you a car ha, a ninety-nine ha One look somethin' like mine, ha
You a paper chaser, you got your block on Remainin' a G, until the you expire You what it is to make nothin' out of somethin' You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'
You a paper chaser, you got your on fire Remainin' a G, until the moment you You what it is to make nothin' out of somethin' You your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
We got this locked, ha Cash Money can't be ha, them Hot Boys too hot, ha And you like my watch, ha And the way I hit the ha, in camouflage with glocks, ha
And you like it when we stunt, ha, blunts, ha You be them gold fronts, ha we millionaires, ha Not far billionaires, ha Got different everywhere, ha
You heard Lil' Wayne, H O T B O Y, ha Shorty with the braids for Cash Money pop, ha-uh I burn, ha, the hammer sits, ha, here the blitz, ha A remix, ha
They from the Nolia, I'm the Grove, ha And you can me with Tolie and Mario, ha I represent the 2 uh 2-6, ha, it's to be foolish, ha
You a paper chaser, you got your on fire Remainin' a G, the moment you expire You what it is to make nothin' out of somethin' You handle your biz and be cryin' and sufferin'
You a chaser, you got your block on fire Remainin' a G, the moment you expire You know it is to make nothin' out of somethin' You handle biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
You know I'm 'bout my biz, ha You niggaz scared for me to be in the presence of bitch, ha You I would raw dick her ha, take naked pictures ha Then call up my clique and flip her ha
You know my click stunters, ha You know we 'bout it, flexin' Lex's, and Hummers, ha You know you fuck me, you're dead, ha But don't lie, I your baby-momma, and you feel played, ha
You know that jail is somethin', ha Bitch niggaz buckin' but when it go down, run to the button, ha You know the B.G. right ha, you love you hoe But she don't wanna get it right, and it right, ha
It's goin' in '99, ha You know fo' sho' that it Cash time to shine, ha You know I play the raw, ha You you slip up, I'ma take this beef shit too far, ha
You a paper chaser, you got your on fire Remainin' a G, until the moment you You know what it is to make out of somethin' You your biz and don't be cryin' and sufferin'
You a chaser, you got your block on fire a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is to make nothin' out of You handle your biz and don't be and sufferin'
say you're at a DJ and them boys pullin' guns You run for it, run for it, run You in the Magnolia and my people guns You run for it, run for it, run Run for it, run for it, run Run for it, run for it, run
We'll grab the MAC-11 when we march, nigga with CMR, we gon' march, nigga step Play with Manny Fresh, we march, nigga step Play with my nigga, Baby, we gon' march, step