This song here is dedicated to Danny Dan and may he in peace Who at his funeral left us 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 niggaz are stupid I'm carefully ways to make it rotten Well, planned hits until long forgotten Y'all niggaz that utilize my style hurt me
'Cause on the low half of rappin' ass niggaz wanna work for me Now picture me standin' on somebody tryin' to rock I drop bombs and see me with that dough by eight o'clock My feet never touch the concrete, just street sweep
you're starin' on my dick nigga, gimme yours I don't hassle with capsules, that'll make the grass grow And get a project nigga paid up the If risk a frisk, gettin' my wrists wrapped up in steel
I'm out here tryin' to a mill', my shit is real for real While others worship I worship 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 these niggaz with Can't see me the dough, uh
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough 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 lot of dough In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash I a whole lot of cash
(For real) (True) (True)
ice than winter ninety-four I toured the fifty states a trunk of raw Recrutin', I'm hittin' shorties consignment but don't play me Oh, you gon' pay me, niggaz ain't crazy
I'm laid back in the five Italian leather seat recliner Under some vagina, the finer, things My crib is mean, watchin' a inch screen Lettin' the shorties slide by once in a 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 heat you'll feel Is from a sauna, bubbles shoot up your ass if you wanna
And fuck that weed, it keeps you broke, in Pounds of herbs and profit if niggaz wanna smoke But keep your nuts, 'cause this is a man's And all pop champagne till it's a damn shame
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 a whole lot of cash (Stay real)
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough I a whole lot of dough In my lifetime, I need to see a whole lot of I need a lot of cash
I'm to Vegas, gamblin' green-o at the casino Schoolin' the like Vinny Barberino back, the ninety-four version of the mack As soon as these ladies see me they know how to act
'Cause like that, nigga, never twist the cap of liquor Only pop and droppin' down my throat, take a swigga My style, intoxicated by my profile rollin' with a pro with, money to blow child
You need to feel how the skills be To come and slide down Sugar Hill me The high roller, rolled up on your dice a pack of bills, grab my balls then bet it all
I never slept, 'cause sleepin' keeps you in debt On the block you lucky if you see my I'm ghost, by most So I keep a crew of crazy tenants that's toast, fucker
In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of dough I need a whole lot of (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 lot of dough I need a whole lot of In my lifetime, I need to see a lot of stash I need a lot of cash
Haha, f'real, lives Ski, Productions, uh-huh, uh-huh Dame Dash, Records, uh huh
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