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Rent thirty late, gotta be gone by Saturday
of sellin' cocaine, folks tryna trap me
Every dreamin 'bout livin' life lavish
A watch full of karats, a coated Caddy

Off the show flo', sittin' on fo'
Oak wood gear shift, steer and door
Choppin' on seventeen inch
bling from my mouth to my pinky

Enough about my jewelry, grill and my
Financially stable so my can eat good
House sittin' out on the hill to sleep
Livin' peaceful like we should

Money legal, no sellin' reefer
No feds tryna stick me like a needle
When cold outdo's come in I heat ya
You ain't walk in the sun, I A.C. ya

Don't worry 'bout that burglar to creep ya
He by alarms and the millimeter
I'm a do or die ol' playa for my
a leader I'm my brotha's keeper, for real

I'ma have me a big nice
House on the for my ma' and my pappy
Live life happy and I'm still
Makin' legal money, no feds trap me

I'ma have me a big Caddy
on the hill for my ma' and my pappy
Live happy and I'm still nappy
Nigga, legal money, no feds tryna me

If you ever been put your hands up
You been broke put your hands up, put your up
You ever been broke put your up
You been put your hands up, put 'em up

What ya 'bout havin no dough, no coat for the winter?
Remember, we folk
Most cut and smoke 'ports, cut throats and ya dope hoe
Talk they wanna 'Lac with four do's, no Vogues

kit and Momo's, outfits- Polo, pockets- so swole
Jenny Craig called- hog in the yard
Breakin' off ya folks too, belly full of food
Chitt'lins, greens, pork chops, beens

Yeah, I for that, each and every day I rap
I rap with God 'cause I feel you ain't really safe with
We slacks but government helped in welfare
My folk cries to the law and ain't no help

We ain't had much, the to brag about but mo' to lose
I ran the street, Mama me go to school
But now I got a chance to change and maintain
Mo' so, I gotta slang 'caine no mo'

Hell yeah boy, if you understand dirt
Well, I'ma rap and you gon' clap until your hands
I ain't the only person feel like I feel, live like I live
And wanna chill, for

I'ma have me a big Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live life happy and I'm still
Makin' legal money, no feds trap me

have me a big nice Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live life happy and I'm still
Nigga, legal money, no tryna trap me

If you ever been broke put hands up
You broke put your hands up, put your hands up
You ever been broke put hands up
You been put your hands up, put 'em up

Now, put your hands up if you're folks tried [Incomprehensible]
But y'all ate free lunch and you had [Incomprehensible]
Put ya hands up, if you my hurt
Have you ever bathed with soap the of a Cert?

Don't the dirt then 'cause we all know rocks
the real reason furniture go to the pawn shop
'Cause ya crackhead smokin' the car antennas
I understand see, it's a junkie in every

'Member hand-me-down, tight pants, slim in 'em
If they too big, you do? Put a hem in 'em
'Member talkin' over the sounds when the wind blow
'Cause the trash replacin' yo' car window
Man, I po', I been poor, we been po'
That's how it is in the Field, for

I'ma me a big nice Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live life happy and I'm still
legal money, no feds tryna trap me

I'ma me a big nice Caddy
on the hill for my ma' and my pappy
Live happy and I'm still nappy
Nigga, legal money, no feds trap me

If you ever broke put your hands up
You been broke put hands up, put your hands up
You ever been broke put hands up
You been broke put your up, put 'em up

I'ma me a big nice Caddy
House on the hill for my ma' and my
Live life happy and I'm still
Makin' legal money, no tryna trap me

I'ma me a big nice Caddy
House on the for my ma' and my pappy
Live happy and I'm still nappy
Nigga, legal money, no tryna trap me

If you ever been broke put your up
You been put your hands up, put your hands up
You ever broke put your hands up
You broke put your hands up, put 'em up