This here is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he rest in peace Who at his funeral us with the words that He did it his way (Uh huh, uh huh) So I no other choice but to do it my way Uh huh, uh huh
Uhh, while are shootin' stupid I'm carefully ways to make it rotten Well, planned hits until long forgotten Y'all niggaz that utilize my style don't me
'Cause on the low of these rappin' ass niggaz wanna work for me Now picture me on somebody block tryin' to rock I drop bombs and niggaz see me with dough by eight o'clock My feet never touch the concrete, just street awards
While you're starin' on my dick nigga, yours I don't hassle with capsules, 'cause that'll make the grow And get a nigga paid up the asshole If I'ma risk a frisk, gettin' my wrists wrapped up in
I'm out here tryin' to make a mill', my shit is for real While others worship guns I tons of money Tons of fun, laughin' at shit ain't even funny So I ain't pressed to a CD, I took it slow
Eighty percent of niggaz with deals see me with the dough, uh
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of I need a whole lot of (For real) In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash I a whole lot of cash (Stay real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough I need a whole lot of In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of I need a whole lot of
(For real) (True) (True)
More ice than ninety-four I toured the fifty states a trunk of raw Recrutin', I'm hittin' shorties with consignment but don't me Oh, you gon' pay me, niggaz ain't crazy
I'm laid back in the five thousand Italian leather recliner Under some vagina, discussin' the finer, My crib is mean, watchin' a hundred screen Lettin' the shorties by once in a while and let 'em dream
They think I've the game, 'cause dames scream my name With passion, I tell 'em stop and start stashin' And we'll all get off the corner, the only you'll feel Is from a sauna, lettin' bubbles shoot up ass if you wanna
And fuck that weed, it keeps you broke, in Pounds of herbs and profit if wanna smoke dope But keep your nuts, 'cause is a man's game And we'll all pop champagne it's a damn shame
In my lifetime, I to see a whole lot of dough I need a lot of dough (For real) In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of I need a lot of cash (Stay real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of I a whole lot of dough In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash I need a whole lot of
I'm shootin' to Vegas, gamblin' at the casino Schoolin' the dice Vinny Barberino Welcome back, the version of the mack As soon as ladies see me they don't know how to act
'Cause like that, nigga, twist the cap of malt liquor Only pop and droppin' Cristal's down my throat, take a My style, ladies intoxicated by my rollin' with a pro with, money to blow child
You to feel how sweet the skills be To come and down Sugar Hill with me The high roller, rolled up on your dice Unfold a pack of bills, grab my then bet it all
I never slept, 'cause keeps you deep in debt On the block you if you see my silhouette I'm ghost, by most So I keep a crew of crazy tenants that's sling toast,
In my lifetime, I to see a whole lot of dough I a whole lot of dough (For real) In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of I need a lot of cash (Stay real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of I need a lot of dough In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash I need a lot of cash
Haha, f'real, Jay-Z Ski, Productions, uh-huh, uh-huh Dash, ha-ha Records, uh huh
Everybody Brooklyn Money, Big Sarge, B Hah DJ Clark Kent, Uptown [Unverified] my V-A running thick D'Shawn in the house y'all, this how we do