Lyrics:
pissed like 50 Cent, I would live on the beach
I'd marry, call my wife a bitch, and put my kids on the street
I don't give a fuck, I'm goin' for dolo, four
dreads
So if he survive he the man, ayy
You get that lean by the pint
We got that shit by the keg
My doctor gon' risk his career
'Cause he write the script
shoes, Lord, they hurt my feet,
but that fifty-cent liquor, well it could not be beat
and I see no reason, reason to be sad
'cause I'm goin' where
like fifty cents
clean and awake now I'm ready to commence
spark up the caffeine and nicotine binge
and that's pretty much the pattern of how the day
**** havin' thangs, man
I gotta get it, I, I gotta get it, get it
I was standin' on the corner **** ****
Tryna make it do what it do
Just another young
50 cent get the strap cuz my backwood full of that power
On my way to my first shoot out me and Michigan was in that Pontiac bumping twin towers
Ever
an incision
Fuck where'd the beat go
Ain't no one do it like me
I got the vision
Flow isn't worth fifty cents
More like millions
I've got that animal ambition
like Ben 10 yeah
Or I'm like 50 Cent bulletproof hated by many men men men
She like to sing along to my songs I be like yeah yeah yeah
You gotta come
Lot of money, man
Shit don't stop
Whole lotta money
Never
That's all it's about
I'ma go get mine regardless
I might put a bed in the Range
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
But two hours of pushin broom
Buys
sense
I say them for free than paying fifty cents
For every lyric could leave a dent
Making history with every word I won't relent
To all my haters I'll
Now we clicking, I'm like 50
I got cents, many men
They Wanna be me
Ain't that silly
I call up Nob today
I got that novacane
I'm feeling like old
famous by now
Running away from the doubt
Follow trends & chase clout
All around, gather round
I'm introducing my sound
My city holding me down
They like
I am
You stuck in line rush hour Jackie Chan
Take one for the team call me iron man
Like 50 cent I guess that I'm the man
Hein
Swear my dick is
I'm the man around town, just trust me
Down in the buggy, I that cat down in Kentucky
Outta Bowling Green, heard ya holding cream
Mess with a city
this that streets education
I'm finna take you down the streets, man
Tell you how it really is
And I'ma keep it real with you, them other niggas just go
nåt
Vet jag är nåt uh
Nu de vet jag är nåt
Hehe
Jag går runt som 50 Cent i New York
Ingen kan ändra på min aura min stil eller mitt språk
Benim släpper
of us got 50 cent cakes
They say, they say damn
I'm fucking ..... I'm fucking real niggas regardless
That's why niggas, fufu niggas get exposed real talk
I'm thinkin like why bother
Use to get 50 cents and buy pops In the hood
I was livin like I was unbothered
Do you know how it feel wake up in
Playing for a thousand
Call that 50 cent
Die or get rich
I'm not trying
I am doing
Call me Yoda
Sensei Buddha
That's affluent
Maybe wealthy
You all know my
disrespectful
Y'all know I don't care 'bout these niggas
Happy New Year
Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done
I'm like, "Damn, why they doin' that to 50
I wanna be best thing that has ever happened in the lines of history
So I get plans in my head, step-by-step
I know my time is down, it'll reach me
do that
Got a flight in an hour, got my bags all packed
Bring it in for the huddle a hundred and 50 bags pow
Want me to take ya to the club
a lit man
Dress in all black apparel bitch I'm a hitman
50 hitters posted outside
Ready to hit man
Popping pills still nodding out
This shit get to crazy
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