Lyrics:
as a dream
Got locked up to my niggas, they thinkin' life was a gift
Told my ma I'm on TV, MTV I'm the shit
I hit the stain on some bricks, I can't look
I ain't thinkin' that I ain't gon' feel it, yeah (feel it)
All these drugs hit right in my system (hey, no way)
Yeah, I just put the matte black by
You so selfish
I don't really care what the say about me
'Symptoms of Insanity' no 'Therapy' [3x]
H-you-S-T-L-E-are, Hustla
Up in Detroit, yeah we
Pull up with a bad little bitch (yeah, yeah), I'm in the Bentley coupe (yeah)
Money bussin' out the stash, had to take the load up out the room (man,
the man on this block
What you talkin' bout, sir
I'm just a man on this block
Ayy who is dude, we don't know em one false move, then we gon' shoot
Bentley
the odds
Fridge was on empty so homie don't tempt me
Swerve on my bike like that shit was a Bentley
Cutting em off cause I know they feel envy
Can't tell if
ten bottles of bub' (money ain't a thing)
And by three somethin' I was thinkin' 'bout grub
So I stumbled to the car, threw the drinks and the drugs
ten bottles of bub' (money ain't a thing)
And by three somethin' I was thinkin' 'bout grub
So I stumbled to the car, threw the drinks and the drugs
we spray these K's
We gon'shut ya block down
Tell me nigga can you stand the rain?
Let it be known I remember what
It was from day one so I still
(Ayo Bans, what you cookin'?)
Yeah, I see you been on my mind today
I'm thinkin' about rubbin' down on your spine today
Yeah, I love you, bitch,
business
But really that's what I'm on, so don't get it twisted
Need them stacks by the K, stack em to the ceili
This the new beginning baby, stack it
Uh
Yeah
Look
I almost snapped my neck when I seen a droptop with a big B
Thinkin' damn if that was me in a Bentley
I throw money out the window
in the club
You was a yes, man, you do what I say
I spin on your block, then I'm spinnin' again
I'm lookin' at you, I'm not fuckin' your friend
Why do
This is the story about how the west was won
I can't remember what that lesson was
Something bout how California got
The best of us while climbin
I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, & bentleys
I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot food, and dentyne
See what I mean livin' with the scum
the run-on
But fuck it do it how you do and let bygones by bygones
Teachin' me convoluted
My task was executed
Money talk, others walkin' in, I keep the phone
Still can't get over what she did to me Is it her fault that she left, or was it all
all on me? I think the drugs taking over, I can't go to sleep
to see what your crew do 'bout it
Pull up Bentley coupe, nigga, I ain't stunt the Bugatti
Me and Keed on the beat, ride it like a Ducati
Who poppin',
'cause these haters show it
I only ride alone so they can picture me rollin'
And for them jackers thinkin' fly just picture what I be holdin'
Them hollow
to a dollar sign
'Fore they tore my tag, she thought it was a taser
I don't know karate, so I must be ka-razy
Nigga what's crackin'? What's poppin'? What's
me)
I got to understand you,
cause that's what gets me by, in my life
From a part of the Bronx, to the heart of the burbs
From a dyslexic,
me)
I got to understand you,
cause that's what gets me by, in my life
From a part of the Bronx, to the heart of the burbs
From a dyslexic,
want your bed done
Just the way you wanna get down
Say you wanna lay down
Not you cannot go downtown
I've been thinkin' this would go wrong
Don't be
stick it out, I ain't takin' no other route
I thought we was brothers, then I seen him turn on me like he Loki, what's that about
I'm rockin' Spider, so
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