Lyrics:
school and as the years pass by
You can show them fools
But you ain't tryna hear
Me 'cause you're stuck
You're headin' for the bathroom
'bout to get tossed
to face off
Now this fool sounding like he gone and turned his bass off
This an ace caught, cut the game short
You don't want to have an escalation
Why they keep hating if I'm getting to the money
If I'm getting to the
Getting to the
If I'm getting to the money
I can't see why they be hating if
What it's like for a nigga like me
Livin' out his backpack every night needin' a new place to sleep
But this is now, nigga!
Ones for the money
before
Kids get out of school
They say, "Nas, they fucked up"
I'm up early, acting a fool
Driving DC with drive-bys on Lincoln's statue
Hire my meetings
Herman hers relationship and Herman is really a sick foolish man, who was given the name Samuels by mistake and it's not his and so he isn't a Samuels
dont like it nigga kiss my ass (Kiss my ass)
Cause im smooth (Im smooth)
And im cool (And im cool)
And aint afraid to act a muthafuckin fool (Act
by sayin' his name?
When all I gotta say is you's a bitch
Yeah, I'm talkin' to you nigga
You ain't no killa, on the riz-illa
So High Beam my nigga,
moment of silence and
I let go of his shirt
I started to think that maybe I'd
Made some kind of big mistake
I tried to walk out onto the platform
But by
by spring they had made the news
I know they aint think that this shit was over man they was fools
But Vinnie aint do it, they died in each of they
nigga trying to get this money any means
I be in the house…by myself
I don't need no hype man, I'm the hype man
I don't need nobody behind me, all I got
a brother slipping
He'll be short, shorter than short
With my hands around his troat
Fool, come off the chain and bracelet
I know it's wrong but face it
know.
One of my homeboys, and we just gonna call him Junior.
Yeah, Junior got some money just for being a good kid.
He sealed it up and never even
on a string with no heart
A fool and his money will always part
You used to be a rapper, turned into a businessman
Loafin' on the job and cheatin' the fans
I'm
you listen to yourself
You sound like a fool
A boy goes to visit his favorite girl
Not knowing it's his last day in this world
He turns the corner
Oh rapid Roy that stock car boy
He too much too believe
You know he always got an extra pack of cigarettes
Rolled up in his t-shirt sleeve
He got
to school with,
Tellin me life wasn't shit to fool with.
These young niggas steady dyin' over dumb shit,
Fast money for your soul,
Now your done with.
You
Money go by
Time wanna fly
Well it just flied
Doing alright
Still got the van
Ain't none new
Ain't none new
Same old shit between them and you
money and power and murder, don't be a bitch get active
this is the way to the top if you Blacc gotta cheat to win, passion
get you nowhere in
with the glock hot
Kicked down the door
Where the nigga hides the money at I hit his bedroom drawers
For sho money galore nigga I scored
Snatch a lotta
even keep up, you chase your own tail
Catch you at the motel 6, gettin' your dick sucked by a grown male
With your toe nail up his ass like oh well, you
being by my side.
I've broken his heart,
I've shaken his tree
But still he doesn't want anything from a fool like me.
We won't talk for a year
the paramedics ?
Calling the beat, it's really dope fool, yo
It goes one for the money, two for the dough
All you got is three niggas kicking at your door, ha
I ask of you first power bring them back to me
We ran a job off top, we had to pop some cops
But still some fools house made us lead us to his stash
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