Lyrics:
g's a week
Engulfed by the life that gone be deceasing me the money tree got me addicted
To increase my g's then I'ma take my g's then I'ma stack my g's
real shifty
Always keep a bad bitch wit me
Diamonds water they be swimming
Let me take it from the beginning
Infatuated by these women
Spend on them
Let me teach
I, need to preach
I know, that I'm only 24
But I, spit it cold
Feeling soreness, in my throat
Puffing smoke, blowing O's by the porch
,
(50 cent)
Niggas still mad they sissy,
Before I leave out I'm clutching my strap and telling this lil hoe to kiss me,
(Mwah)
Bitches saying they love me
to be good enough
I lost a friend tonight jam Master Jay!
Rest In Peace! I send my love to his family!
50 Cent y'all!
I I I I stay gangsta'd up -
Niggas
some love outta Kentucky yeah they love me so its cheap
I dont need no fucking mask cause ima moke whoever see
If he on pause know its a Red If its
know i got the recipe, keep ya two cents five cent nigga, I'm on ten i don't need it, dippy squad all hit makers, ya girl love me ima rick taker, had
Put the love on top
Sit back and put the love on lock
Texting you when I'm on your block bae
Pick you up meet you by the sidewalk bae
Catch a vibe
they feelin'
Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villain
I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin' right
Teachin' the hood rats what
Heard that they checking for me
Now that I'm up
Feel like I'm Giannis
I'm signed to the bucks
Fuck all the love shit
I'm looking for trust
Everybody
tour, then go and cook crack
Look at me now bitch, you don't know how rich
Lloyd Banks, Yayo, 50 cent, game nigga, or I'll get
Solute a soldier when
in apartments
Old soul gotta represent
Dumb niggas talking like 50 cent
Squeeze triggers now that boy heaven sent
Squeeze triggers now that boy heaven
You stuck with me through my whole struggle
Can't express the words
How much the kid loves ya
I'ma stand as a man never above ya
I can tell that you
decode how the Gameworks
03, play Counter-Strike talking all that shit
Tupac, Outkast, Emimem, and 50 Cent looping on the playlist
Music didn't find him
want the feature then hit me
But if yo shit weak imma ask for the fifty
You actin too iffy
You needa split in a jiffy
You on that fuck shit then miss me
me
Pull up at the party doing drive by's in a Taxi
Ion care bitch I'm laughing HaHaHaHa Hot shit
Harley my Quinn I'm hot shit
I'm in love with green
know you are too my brother
Fruit smoothie for the win
Now I'm up 50
Getting to the chicken
Baby are you comin wit me
Call the full court press
Now I'm
tell by the shoes (Ahh, yeah)
No they not me (What? Yeah)
Pulling out they phone yeah when they spot me like woah (Woo)
Now they copy like (Ahh)
That
I broke a dollar down the gutter (?) the dime, quarter, penny, nickel
Flipped the 25 to 50 cent, now watch the b**** triple
Game simple, ya here
by the voices again
Though everyone's gone to the rapture
Some of these things we just have to let go
Though they're shackled to things we love
So
Take
it is
It all goes by real quick
You can't buy happiness
But you can buy dirt"
Before you get caught on that ladder
Let me tell you what it's all
fifty's
She let me F her twice I had to put her in some Fendi
Didn't have a penny but now we getting plenty
They love me when I'm dead and gone I wonder
to the wind trying to know down these pins
He'll keep swinging from the hair above his chin
Till he finds his soul in the fifty cent bin
The price
that I catch and I throw back
And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
Fuckin' with me? You better
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