[Intro: Farrakhan]
Heaven and Are just two of life And they are right here on this (tell me why)
B.A.C.A]
20s Selling souls, to make that money The same level as the staking plenty 100's Plenty (x2) (Ive been blessed with curse) Stacking plenty (x1)
1: B.A.C.A.]
Tell me why you hate it. Im out tryna make it Why you out tryna fake it? Im out in getting paid quick ya girl legs split. Yea this some Bay shit Where I was kid. Everybody know the struggle. They all got own hustle. When Im in trouble, spend my And watch cash gone double, I bubble like a crackpot. The money cool but the hot, yea Im in a bad spot (uh huh) Tryna be legit but if I quit then the cash And my last option. Got em begging like some fiends when my track Now you me who hot when, I bag it up and you backing up You acting up and not up be me but cant see me You know Im bout action cuz Got em hating, even though its been a You bitches stay in line waiting, single
20s Selling souls, just to that money The level as the Devil staking plenty 100 Plenty (x2) (Ive been with this curse) Stacking plenty (x1)
[Verse 2: Marcus
Eliminating competition, when I lines grounded like a ball hit on foul lines Shit lines; get a whiff, me and B.A.C.A; on the strip Honey on the strip. She told me. Its her way to get college And the fastest way to a heart Is through his wallet. I said living life, you stuck ballin, is the price you pay While come usain; you insane Thinking never touch, top 5 Been all my life, contemplating on a rise You see, its when They say will set you free But its the same hurting me So honestly, I dont see the holla is I got a need to rest, where the is Rapping bout the hood, in the is blasphemy Rapping from the hills, to the hood is I thats where I wanna be. said ok, we do the same thing Same boss, dreams Its no secret; make a scene Because Im in my 20s
20s Selling souls, just to make that The same as the Devil staking plenty 100's 100s (x2) (Ive been blessed with curse) Stacking plenty (x1)
[Verse 3: Marcus
tippin, big pimpin, trippin, on sites near you Steering tunnel vision I dont know what been through Playing game, I wont save you What I say, I stick like glue A little bit, she Ray. I make it do what it do, I do Imma do it for you. You do promise me come through with that good Never out just to be in From HP was a drive, gotta have to get it in Once you shades and egos Sleeping with enemies, expect nightcaps I write my in all caps, looking me in my eyes She said, youre pretty bold, to hide Im underscore; live italicized My oath is sworn, condemned to Thats below for meet and I said people see no one succeeds. Im putting the K to it, dreams Reaching across the is my goal Hold me saint or hold me Shook her hand, her some mo and said If I blow know I never sold my soul Im just
20s Selling souls, just to that money The same level as the Devil staking plenty 100s (x2) (Ive been blessed this curse) plenty 100s