Yo, you know what I I want the beat to drop right now Niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy right? You are 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
It's the money that shit get ugly It's the money that these hoes love me It's the money that makes niggas wanna me Man, I thought the would make it all lovely Yo, I actually what I do or see The felonies from day to day make me say I say I die my art will be worth more than Picasso's Don't cry for me, for me And if you see niggas that wet me, wile' for me
Remember the good times, the chips we The clips we And all the bricks we cooked 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 with my shit, don't fuck with my art Sometimes it sounds like I'm but I'm sayin' This shit is real, it ain't a
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 keep my eyes on
say the good die young I guess these grimy niggas a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine 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 up when I get dressed up In the hood it's messed up, runnin' 'round shootin' 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 they hard when they they butt? And gettin' robbed a good time to press ya luck
listen, if you move I'ma hurt you You'll get turn to shine later, patience is a virtue now what you need to do is gimme the cash Forget about your 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 cash
They say the die young I guess these niggas live a long time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my on mine
say the good die young I guess these grimy niggas live a time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
I know we all gotta go, but I'd 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 ya shit Call him now before I drop for real after I drop I'ma be chargin' ya'll niggas like a pop To his own, me? I got it while it was cheap Typical mentality, I know, I'm straight from the
the year of the predator, I'm killin' to eat Niggas'll treat you a egg, you come to cop you get beat your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? What a treat You're a guy, take 'em off or die Man, we hurtin' here, ain't nobody slingin' pies Look around, ain't 'round here 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 guess grimy niggas live a long time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep your eyes on yours I keep my eyes on mine
They say the die young I guess these grimy niggas a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine Keep your on yours while I keep my eyes on mine