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Rent thirty days late, be gone by Saturday
Tired of sellin' cocaine, tryna trap me
Every night dreamin livin' life lavish
A watch full of karats, a candy Caddy

Off the flo', sittin' on fo' Vogues
Oak wood shift, steer and dash door
Choppin' on inch Indies
Bling bling from my mouth to my

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

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

worry 'bout that burglar comin' to creep ya
He trapped by and the millimeter
I'm a do or die ol' for my people
Follow a I'm my brotha's keeper, for real

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'ma have me a big nice
on the hill for my ma' and my pappy
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, money, no feds tryna trap me

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

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

Don't disguise the dirt then 'cause we all know
It's the real furniture go to the pawn shop
'Cause ya 'cuz smokin' the car antennas
I understand see, it's a junkie in family

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

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

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

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

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

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

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