Lyrics:
So I found myself in the sun, oh yeah
A hell of a place to end a run, oh yeah
California, I'm fine
Somebody check my brain
California's all right
So I found myself in the sun, oh yeah
A hell of a place to end a run, oh yeah
California, I'm fine
Somebody check my brain
California's all right
She's a entrepreneur , entrepreneur gotta have that bag right if you tryna pursue her
Better stack them frequent flyers fly her out to Aruba
Classy
fire
Supplier to any Tom Dick Jerry Maguire
You chose the right man to get the plan executed
I get the situation happening before you shoot
yeah, they label us heroes, entrepreneurs (yeah)
I think you should buy Wheaties
Right
For, like, like I'm being serious
F'real, f'real
Like,
that shines
When she's dancing, yeah life's a playground
DJ, play that music right that
You know I like
DJ, play that music right that
You know I like
young’un on the train
I had to pick his brain
He said he on his way uptown
To get a brick of caine’
He said he needed a come up
Because selling nicks' was
just right from her head to her shoe
She acts like somethin` that escaped from the zoo
Flea brain, (flea brain) a-hop-hop-hop
Flea brain, (flea
Ooh-ooh
Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away
On top of some hill
Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so
He got right down and wrote bank will
He say
Ooh-ooh
Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away
On top of some hill
Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so
He got right down and wrote bank will
He say
Ooh-ooh
Old Mr. Joe, he build a house away
On top of some hill
Old Mr. Joe knew he had to go, so
He got right down and wrote bank will
He say
on deck like he savin' up
And he ill, he real, he might gotta deal
He pop bottles and he got the right kind of build
He cold, he dope, he might sell coke
on deck like he savin' up
And he ill, he real, he might gotta deal
He pop bottles and he got the right kind of build
He cold, he dope, he might sell c-
jokers on my left, thieves up on my right
You'd find me in the middle if I picked a different life
Before my name started tripling in size
But I'm still
them grow, yeah that's our fling
We got the money, got the brains
Helping entrepreneurs, break through their chains
We're not just investors, we're also
an entrepreneur, that stepped in manure
Man I'm newer than a Jack I went up the hill with Jill
And Jack Jill's big bootay
We did the booty up, I told the Bitch
(Hey)
Haven't heard from you in a couple of months
But I'm out right now and I'm all fucked up
And you're callin' my phone, you're all alone
New York, that's N-E-W Y-O-R-K man
No Jim, you've made a mistake Jim
I'm gonna teach you the right way
And the proper way to spell New York
Well
Ghostface right there?
Ain't that nigga Ghost?
Poisonous
Poisonous paragraphs, smash ya phonograph in half
It be the Inspectah Deck on the warpath
Everybody buddy payroll (Payroll)
"Ain't nothing left to say"
My homies get paid off the streets
My sisters got babies to feed
Got entrepreneurs
jump the tracks
You can refrain
Keep it contained
This is your brain
Then she walks right by
And that all goes out the window
And your IQ starts
That Stock Market, Right There
Network Marketing, Right There
(Hold Up)
We Ain't Got No Worries"
All my Entrepreneurs
We ain't got no worries
Our money
[Chorus]
Since you can't get right Imma show you how to hustle,
Show you how to hustle show you how to hustle.
Make a grind all night, Imma show
If they don't call us by name they call us entrepreneurs
From the block to the board room, the hood to the high life
Skyscraper paper, baby, life in
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