Yo, you know what I want? I want the to drop right now Niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right? You are I ain't crazy, you are At least I think I'm crazy I my shit is hot, I think I'm hot You hot but you Why wanna? Man, I don't know
It's the money that makes get ugly It's the money that makes hoes love me It's the money that makes niggas slug me Man, I the money would make it all lovely Yo, I actually what I do or see The felonies day to day make me say what I say When I die my art will be worth than Picasso's cry for me, smile for me And if you see them that wet me, wile' for me
the good times, the chips we stacked The clips we And all the we cooked from coke to crack Let my tombstone read, "I tried" and from the Everything I was from my heart So always be number one on my chart I get sensitive with my shit, don't with my art it sounds like I'm playin' but I'm sayin' This shit is real, it ain't a
They say the good die I guess these grimy niggas live a time Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine Keep your eyes on yours I keep 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 your eyes on yours I keep my eyes on mine
First it happened to then to Pac and Big I'm convinced it can to anybody kid So I get vest up I get dressed up In the hood it's messed up, niggas runnin' 'round shit up If Dom that you drinkin' fill up my cup If you got somethin' to doubt me, the fuck up Why do niggas act like 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 need to do is gimme the about your Boss bein' mad, just save ya ass Be a good Boy now, go and get your I seen you it next to the garbage can like it was trash Alright run along I shoot ya ass I hate to do this to you but I really need this
They say the die young I guess these niggas live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on
They say the good die I guess these grimy live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
I know we all go, but I'd hate to go fast Then again I don't think be fun to stick around and go last Man listen, if you really like this shit Nigga call Steve Stoute and I'll write ya Call him now before I drop for real after I drop be chargin' ya'll niggas like Forty a pop To his own, me? I got it while it was cheap Typical mentality, I know, I'm from the street
the year of the predator, I'm killin' to eat Niggas'll treat you like a egg, you come to cop you get Gimme your dough, oh, you your jewels? What a treat You're a generous guy, 'em off or die Man, we hurtin' here, ain't nobody slingin' pies Look around, ain't nobody 'round fly Why you here with this shit anyway? Huh? You high? See, you done made the wrong move, your ass goodbye
They say the good die I these grimy niggas live a long time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the good die I guess these grimy live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine Keep your eyes on yours while I my eyes on mine