Yo, you know what I want? I want the to drop right now Niggas be thinkin' I'm crazy You are crazy I crazy, you are crazy 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
It's the that makes shit get ugly It's the money that these hoes love me It's the money that niggas wanna slug me Man, I thought the money would make it all Yo, I write what I do or see The felonies from day to day make me say I say When I die my art be worth more than Picasso's Don't cry for me, for me And if you see them niggas that wet me, for me
the good times, the chips we stacked The clips we And all the bricks we cooked coke to crack Let my tombstone read, "I tried" and the start Everything I was from my heart So always be number one on my chart I get sensitive my shit, don't fuck 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 live a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on yours while I my eyes on mine
They say the good die I guess these grimy niggas 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 to anybody kid So I get up when I get dressed up In the hood it's messed up, niggas runnin' 'round 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 they hard when they know they And robbed ain't a good time to press ya luck
Duke listen, if you move I'ma you You'll get your to shine later, patience is a virtue now what you need to do is gimme the cash Forget about your Boss mad, just save ya ass Be a good Boy now, go and get your I you throw it next to the garbage can like it was trash Alright run before I shoot ya ass I hate to do this to you but I really this cash
say the good die young I guess these grimy niggas a long time Sit in whips, sip champagne and shine Keep your eyes on yours while I my eyes on mine
They say the good die 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
I know we all 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 really like shit Nigga call Steve Stoute and 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 it was cheap Typical mentality, I know, I'm straight the street
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 generous guy, 'em off or die Man, we 'round here, ain't nobody slingin' pies Look around, ain't nobody here fly Why you 'round here with this shit anyway? Huh? You See, you done the wrong move, kiss your ass goodbye
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
They say the good die I guess these grimy niggas a long time Sit in fancy whips, sip champagne and Keep your eyes on while I keep my eyes on mine