Yo, you what I want? 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 my shit is hot, I think I'm hot You hot but you Why they wanna? Man, I know
the money that makes shit get ugly It's the money that makes these love me It's the that makes niggas wanna slug me Man, I the money would make it all lovely Yo, I write what I do or see The felonies day to day make me say what 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 we stacked The clips we And all the we cooked from coke to crack Let my read, "I tried" and from the start Everything I wrote was my heart So it'll always be 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 a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip 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 your eyes on yours while I keep my eyes on mine
First it happened to then to Pac and Big I'm convinced it can happen to kid So I get vest up when I get up In the hood it's messed up, niggas 'round shootin' shit up If it's Dom you drinkin' fill up my cup If you got to doubt me, shut the fuck up Why do niggas act like they hard when know they butt? And gettin' robbed ain't a good to press ya luck
Duke listen, if you move I'ma you You'll get your to shine later, patience is a virtue Right now what you need to do is gimme the Forget about your Boss bein' mad, just ya ass Be a good Boy now, go and get stash I seen you throw it next to the can like it was trash Alright run along before I ya ass I hate to do this to you but I really this cash
They say the die young I guess these grimy live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on yours while I my eyes on mine
say the good die young I these grimy niggas live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip and shine Keep your eyes on yours while I keep my 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 around and go Man listen, if you really really like shit Nigga call Steve Stoute and I'll ya shit Call him now before I drop for real 'cause I drop I'ma be chargin' ya'll niggas like a pop To each his own, me? I got it it was cheap mentality, I know, I'm straight from the street
1999's the of the predator, I'm killin' to eat Niggas'll treat you a egg, you come to cop you get beat Gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? a treat You're a guy, take 'em off or die Man, we hurtin' 'round here, ain't slingin' pies Look around, ain't nobody 'round fly Why you here with this shit anyway? Huh? You high? See, you done made the move, kiss your ass goodbye
say the good die young I guess these niggas live a long time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep your eyes on while I keep my eyes on mine
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 while I keep my on mine