[Chorus: x4] In this life one thing counts In the bank, large amounts Now everybody wants a piece of my pocket And it don't help when I'm screaming on these records that I'm rich Calling people from my number now I block it Cause there's nothing worse then getting haunted by a stalkin' ass bitch (oh yeah) Cause good game I'm talk it and yet you're so true some women will have you feeling blue like Crips I lay my feet upon the path and I walk it. I spread my wealth out or someone close will have me layin' in a ditch I have my friends steal from me Snatch my credit card out my wallet hit the town and leave outstanding bills for me They say I got the cash for it and I can't recall one single member of my family that never asked for it They've been kicking down doors and bustin' out flows They can't get me on the phone so they surprise me at my shows And everybody needs a loan plus they say they won't blow it All I hear "c'mon 'cause you know I'm good for it" (man) [Chorus: x4] Now don't get me wrong 'cause being rich is such a beautiful thing But more money, more problems people drive me insane Not giving no handouts no more so take advantage and flee My goal's to set my friends up to make some paper like me Put them in position and make their wishes come, true So they can have multiple accounts gain interest over night Given a million dollars, what you gone, do? Map your life for your kid's kids or would you spend it over night? Now see me I do both I got unlimited funds My daughters life was set before her stankin' butt turned one And it don't help that I got 4 or 5 retirement funds So if I choose before I'm 30 I can lay in the sun My dividends can show and prove the real meaning of fun That's why I live by the sword but you can die by my gun The IRS'll never sweat me or even put up a fight Cause I'm sure I pay more in taxes then you made in your life Because [Chorus: x4] [Verse Three] Now women these days don't want a man without a nice paycheck So he splurge even though our lives ain't in the right place yet Buying jewelery and some cars just to impress these whores Meanwhile your child's poor like, "Daddy, what you left me for?!" Yeah but it all comes back that's why I named my daughter Karma (yup) Who teaching me the lesson of life and making me smarter I sweep her off her feet 'cause I'm her knight in shining armor And I have your fucking head if anybody tries to harm her Got to teach her about the game that most of us niggas are spiting About these scandalous ass women that get money through gifts They suck a cold hard wood for some cold hard cash Or ride a brother good to put a foot up on the gas So that brand new ride pick up our friends While you're slippin' she slides Drop top Benz gold diggers inside Crazy what the world will do for money Thinking that everything will be alright Cause [Chorus: Repeats]
Written by: CHRISTOPHER BRIAN BRIDGES, LIONEL BART
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