Yo, you know what I want? I want the beat to drop now Niggas be I'm crazy right? You are crazy I ain't crazy, you are At least I don't I'm crazy I my shit is hot, I think 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 makes these hoes love me It's the money that makes niggas wanna me Man, I thought the money make it all lovely Yo, I actually what I do or see The felonies from day to day 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 niggas 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 tombstone read, "I tried" and from the Everything I wrote was from my So it'll always be one on my chart I get sensitive with my shit, fuck with my art Sometimes it sounds like I'm playin' but I'm This shit is real, it ain't a
say the good die young I guess grimy niggas live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on
say the good die young I guess these grimy niggas live a long Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine Keep your eyes on yours I keep my eyes on mine
First it to Stretch then to Pac and Big I'm it can happen to anybody kid So I get vest up I get dressed up In the hood messed up, niggas runnin' 'round shootin' shit up If it's Dom that you fill up my cup If you got to doubt me, shut the fuck up Why do niggas act like hard when they know they butt? And gettin' robbed ain't a time to press ya luck
Duke listen, if you move hurt you You'll get your turn to shine later, is a virtue Right now what you to do is gimme the cash Forget about your Boss bein' mad, save ya ass Be a good Boy now, go and get your I seen you throw it next to the can like it was trash run along before I shoot ya ass I hate to do this to you but I really need cash
say the good die young 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 good die I guess these niggas live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine Keep eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
I we all gotta go, but I'd hate to go fast Then again I don't think it'd be fun to stick and go last Man listen, if you really really like this Nigga call Steve Stoute and I'll ya shit him now before I drop for real 'cause after I drop I'ma be ya'll niggas like Forty a pop To his own, me? I got it while it was cheap Typical mentality, I know, I'm straight from the
1999's the year of the predator, I'm to eat Niggas'll treat you like a egg, you to cop you get beat Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? What a a generous guy, take 'em off or die Man, we hurtin' 'round here, ain't nobody pies Look around, nobody 'round here fly Why you 'round here with this shit anyway? You high? See, you done made the wrong move, kiss ass goodbye
They say the die young I guess these niggas live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
They say the die young I guess grimy niggas live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on