Yo, you what I want? I want the beat to drop right now Niggas be thinkin' I'm right? You are crazy I ain't crazy, you are At least I don't I'm crazy I think my shit is hot, I I'm hot You hot but you Why they wanna? Man, I don't
the money that makes shit get ugly It's the money that makes these love me It's the money that makes wanna slug me Man, I thought the money would make it all Yo, I actually write I do or see The felonies day to day make me say what I say When I die my art will be more than Picasso's cry for me, smile for me And if you see them that wet me, wile' for me
Remember the good times, the we stacked The clips we And all the bricks we cooked coke to crack Let my read, "I tried" and from the start Everything I was from my heart So it'll be number one on my chart I get sensitive with my shit, don't with my art Sometimes it like I'm playin' but I'm sayin' shit is real, it ain't a game
They say the die young I guess these grimy niggas live a long Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on yours while I my eyes on mine
They say the die young I guess these niggas live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
First it happened to Stretch to Pac and Big I'm convinced it can happen to kid So I get up when I get dressed up In the hood it's messed up, niggas runnin' shootin' shit up If it's Dom that you fill up my cup If you got somethin' to doubt me, shut the up Why do niggas act they hard when they know they butt? And gettin' robbed ain't a good time to ya luck
Duke listen, if you move I'ma you You'll get turn to shine later, patience is a virtue Right now what you to do is gimme the cash about your Boss bein' mad, just save ya ass Be a Boy now, go and get your stash I seen you throw it to the garbage can like it was trash run along before I shoot ya ass I hate to do this to you but I really this cash
They say the good die I guess these grimy niggas live a time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my on mine
They say the die young I guess these grimy niggas live a time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on yours I keep my eyes on mine
I we all gotta go, but I'd hate to go fast Then again I don't it'd be fun to stick around and go last Man listen, if you really like this shit Nigga Steve Stoute and I'll write ya shit Call him now before I drop for 'cause after I drop I'ma be chargin' ya'll niggas Forty a pop To each his own, me? I got it while it was Typical mentality, I know, I'm straight from the
1999's the of the predator, I'm killin' to eat Niggas'll treat you like a egg, you to cop you get beat Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your What a treat You're a guy, take 'em off or die Man, we 'round here, ain't nobody slingin' pies Look around, ain't nobody 'round fly Why you 'round here with this anyway? Huh? You high? See, you done made the wrong move, your ass goodbye
They say the die young I these grimy niggas live a long time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the good die I guess these grimy niggas a long time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine