What? Money Lil' Zane, what'cha finest, what? What?
Man you can my lifestyle And see that I'm quite Seven twenty-eight child Universal and
You my style Trying to live And looking now I can see now
Y'all will understand me I my best friend, my family they cross me Alcohol and weed me
So I it Running niggas over Emmit did without a squad Drag you a hundred yards Many bumps and
out in the hottest cars with my entourage Smoke L's than Debarge With connects like Macintosh I living large
out of town don't understand these kids (Say what?) Niggas comin' to get me can't find I live I got two or three cribs the mill in the mill get none of this dough shit y'all fiends stay ill
Money stretch like a rubber band, so wrap the up Catz got beef with me, go your menz up Coming up unexpected fucking plans up rounds lay it down, it's not a game
Money like a rubber band, so wrap the grands up got beef with me, go call your menz up Coming up unexpected fucking your up Bustin' lay it down, now throw your hands up
Name up in Hollywood But I'mma nigga, I'mma stay Hollyhood I never change, might be a little busy A nigga from a big ass city yo
I love the Give me hits, give me more I stay legit so the feds can't me shit I came in with to lose
Now I put my heart making you move I'm far flung and the charts say I'm one You two nigga Check on the
Who under who Far from an amateur, a money Leave chick alone with me I bet I'll her
The game's taught me one thing, let her break you Money the world go 'round and the girls go down And even paralyzed niggas feel me now For you nerds that study my words, ya
Money stretch like a rubber band, so wrap the up Catz got beef me, go call your menz up Coming up unexpected fucking plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down, not a game
stretch like a rubber band, so wrap the grands up Catz got beef me, go call your menz up Coming up fucking your plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down, now throw your up
You steady being on the corner Niggas ain't me in a while You probably thought I You devils love to see a down and teary eyed
I call you idiot 'cause you know me really yet I'm from the ghetto and dough is all I know I'm on the low I'm a to 5-0
'Cause don't know my check is caught in studio Business is lovely, see me in the Bitches fuck me
Worldwide ride I'mma about to go to where people call the other side And live my life in paradise, keep my family But I can't keep the way I'm
If the ain't right My last days I can't live my life inside a I'm getting and you hataz don't do nothing for me you with me or against me
Nigga let it I get the non-stop when the track's hot And you know Now what? I ain't even rhyme no more, y'all get the picture
stretch like a rubber band, so wrap the grands up Catz got beef me, go call your menz up Coming up unexpected fucking your up Bustin' lay it down, it's not a game
Money like a rubber band, so wrap the grands up Catz got beef with me, go call menz up Coming up unexpected fucking plans up rounds lay it down, now throw your hands up
Money stretch like a band, so wrap the grands up got beef with me, go call your menz up Coming up unexpected fucking plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down, not a game
Money stretch like a rubber band, so the grands up Catz got beef with me, go your menz up up unexpected fucking your plans up Bustin' rounds lay it down, now throw hands up