Lyrics:
Round the city, round the clock
Everybody needs you
No, you can't make everybody equal
Although you got boo-boo family
You don't even got nobody
chasing money while you sitting round waiting (Sack Chasing)
All work no play (No play)
I need it all today (All that)
If you aint handling business you in
Waiting on my death when they gon murder me
Sitting on my throne feel like Hercules
God in my hand, he watching over me
Won't go out by myself,
replacement, nah
I borrowed his gunits to walk through the matrix
I'm signed to the Doctor I ain't got no patience
So he put me with 50 Cent now I got a face
a drout, price goes up
Nless you get it from the south
You know these niggas ain't got
No pies, didn't have work
We be kickin in your house
Niggas out here
gonna be alright
She's fresh
She's fresh
Conversation is going 'round
People talking 'bout the girl who's come to town
Lovely lady, pretty as can
dreaming he'll be famous, a rock-star millionaire
Or sleep in a real bed tonight and get to wash his hair
The camera sees a schoolgirl who is chatting to her
following if you ain't moving
And O will be zooming, distracting my movements
Created by followers doings, my starship is cruising through galaxies
Now you be
cause I ain't coppin' out (nope)
And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp)
One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out
get all of your love
I don't need it, I'm better without it
So block my number
The game is over
I ain't waiting all day by the fuckin' phone
And I
Move on, we in the club, at the Shark Bar
Valet my keys, and park my car
No snap shots, cuz I might get popped
As I slide by security, givin 'em props
in bed before the morning
Nine o'clock the show is ending
But the fun is just beginning
She knows he's anticipating
But she's gonna keep him waiting
no elevator I took the stairs
I got up and made my life fair, yea
Now I’m getting keys handed from the mayor, yea
Mentioned wit the millionaires, yea
Robertson says that he's The One
Oh sure he is,
If Armageddon
Is your idea of family fun,
An' he's got some planned for you!
(Now, tell me that ain't
ain't fun, when you're on the run
Got your gold and you got your gun
The life as an outlaw just begun
Got your shotgun by your side
Got your horse
barely bend
Champagne in rotation, celebrating every win
Big boss shit, I told y'all quit playin'
Happy endings ain't for those who quit slayin'
Hit by
waiting for a new day
(So I say)
Spit yo game talk yo shit
Grab yo gat pull yo clip
All these plays sounding like fun
All these blunts gotta light one
do)
I'll be waitin' (I gotta run the streets, you know?)
You can run the streets with your thugs (I ain't no clean-up, woman)
I'll be waitin' for
and runnin' round (wizzle) with the same nigga (neako)
and plus she know I ain't no lame nigga (tell you a story)
and I ain't pressin' her just to see if my
I refuse to be another "had potential but" story
I never think before I do 'cause I'm scared of regret
And rappers scared to have me round 'cause they
order one more round
This is taking long
Can this be our song
I see you smiling and it's so inviting
Hey
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting
Evil thought of mind crack no smiles in the fun house
Round the atm we creep in pockets take his funds out
Had it coming to him way before he let
Pardon me miss
Ain't seen you 'round these parts before
And I'd be much obliged to show you around
Give you a tour
No mind, you'll find that girl
You
Benjamin's
Off the wall in my vans
Bitch I'm da man
Cooler than a fan
Get me some bands
Millionaire plans
Bitch I'm tha goat
You don't want no smoke
I can't be
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