Lyrics:
bleedin', gettin' our ones up. Straight 'bout this B game, big money poppin' over here. G5, brrrat brrrat brrrat Rich Gang!
It ain't no ho in my blood
No
follow me
Yeah, you from D-Block right?
Ruff Rydin all night, you outta see my lights
Watch the 'gnac get chased by the champagne
Mary jane blowin,
Conversations with Emily on these tree tops
I spit crack no re rock
I got 3 dots
And it's so fuckin dark I'm watching shadows do the C walk
I'm Jadakiss with D
Yea yea
What's up y'all
You know who it is
Ya boy Jadakiss
Right now with Analogical Da Poet
The name of this joint
Right here is called
Lion Over
money I stop linking
Put the game on pause I stop playing
Years went by I seen I wasn’t changing
My sister caught me procrastination
My mother called
Time! Money!
Money! Meets time!
Money! Time money!
Drink money! Blood money!
Money!
Money! (Money, Money, Money, Money
Money, Money, Money, money
I see your money money
Can't you see I want it want it
Oh baby you can see no
Blood on my Louboutin soles
No honey you can see no
Blood on my
Damn (damn)
Heard a nigga said he was buggin'
Where Sheek Louch or Jadakiss or cousin?
Which one of them niggas could come get him?
'Cause homie set
we deal
Boys fight, men kill, get they money and chill
Real recognize real, I ain't sayin' a word
Doing eighty in the M, that means I'm stayin' in
stock options
Now we kick back and look at these stock options
Off the young money we Gucci we steady mobbing
Used to go out to eat and order water
Now
And know the block shook, when I walk by
Niggaz just like you they rather not look
I inspired why'all niggaz to flow
I'ma always get money so I admire
[Jadakiss]
My outlet is full of powerful niggas
Electrify ya tie spark up the lah
Keep the room dark let me fill out my high
Then
a minute
Might just pay a visit
Koka I come through and spray that clip
Them losers lay in ditches
Uh
Who
Pimp by blood not who related bitch
I got a bitch
happy
'til she got this dick in her throat
If you hit the shit that I
Smoke you got permission to choke
Listen, I wrote hit's with Kiss (Jadakiss)
Got
What up what up yaw you know who it is
It's ya boy Jadakiss and right now I'm with Dom.P
This joint right here is called sky's the limit
And it's
Play against mine
It's no eject
Respect if we take it in blood
What you expect
Most slept now we waking the coast Up
Picture worth thousands imagine it
First thing first fuck it I'm trying to leave the clip in them
Blood blue first fuck it I'm trying to leave da crip in them
Far from a hero just
follow me
Yeah, you from D-Block right?
Ruff Rydin all night, you outta see my lights
Watch the 'gnac get chased by the champagne
Mary jane blowin,
forwards, this won't hurt you
Till there's blood in your lap; blood on your hands
Watch the money-go-round; watch the money-go-round
Come spend a penny, go
Ima take you on a high
Smokers be on a high
Getting money on a high
Frontin on me cause you high
Lose control you on a high
Mama said I must be
on this out of towner bitch
By my lonely I stay in my element
And most of these niggas irrelevant
I ain't got the time to reminisce
All these hoes up in my
monbinu mongbona
Monyoruku, Momo saraki
Modemo Jadakiss awon temi
Nigborogan won faraki, won fakekori Wontun wokaki Wonbinu
Basement"
Jammin' Styles P and Jadakiss, first time I seen the Lox
Started gettin' high, homicides, drive-by, XDs
Lemon squeeze, red beams and Glocks
Seen
blood
Show that pain is love
But I won't cry
Cause I live to die
Wit my mind on my money
And my guns in the sky
And my guns in the sky
For he
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