Lyrics:
money)
Just a bittersweet symphony
Big city
Tryna make a living
Come to my hood
Everybody get it
And for that paper all the wrong things
type
I know exactly what you wanna do
And if the money's right
You think I'd disagree?
So sad to see you torn apart
By all your selfish greed
Got bales by the bundle
Got hundreds of gunnas, that's a hun' in the drum
That's a hundred on hundred
Trapped out the house with my partners
We went
me out
I used to hide my pain in Delilah behind the bar 'til my n- carried me out
And if money's all I need in my grave, then bury me now
I know I
C-gutta, Roc-A-Fella, 400s and better (uh, uh)
Lil' Cease push threes with five in his eyes
Knocking "Not Gon' Cry" by Mary Blige
I die for my niggas
don't mind choppin' wood
And I don't care if my money's no good
You take what you need and you leave the rest
But they should never have taken the very
It's Saturday night, I just got my check
Been working all week breaking my neck
I put on my hat, picked up my spurs
Whiskey and women and money
girl
I'm Muslim, I go by Quran
The way I be smilin' and holdin' my gun
She think I be mimickin' Von, grandson
She only play me in the whip
India
Flexin' on these bitches like wow (like wow)
Got a hundred-fifty on me right now (right now)
All this money, I could never pipe down (pipe down)
Bitch,
you bad boy...)
Well she spent all my money, and then she drove me outdoors
Lord she spent all my money, turn around and drove me outdoors
And I was
If you see me smile don't think I'm acting strange
I got my just reward for all my pains
I you see me on the TV talking proud
Please understand if
decide"
She chose Doc, first day I pulled Jude aside like its Aftermath for life
And all I do is ride
Before I turn on him I kill Satan
And stick my red
(God has my fortune laid away)
Oh, the world is full of people
With money just to burn
Affording all the things in life for
Which a man might yearn
to New York
I was living like a king
There I'd used up all my money
I was looking for your ass
This way or no way
You know, I'll be free
Just like
(God has my fortune laid away)
Oh the world is full of people with money just to burn
Affording all the things in life for which a man might
R.I.P. to all the real niggas worldwide
Salute
Real shit
I ride for my niggas, dawg
I ride for my niggas
I slide for my niggas, dawg
I ride
the fifth amendment
We both criminals with bad intentions
They say time heals all
But if I can shortcut
My success, Corvettes by tomorrow
Why so sad?
sound like a dumb muthafucka
A house on the hill by the lake
All real niggas can relate
You tryna book me for free?
But my rent is due on today
As I walked by the lake one day by chance my Dorraine passed my way
Then she and I walked hand in hand on the banks of Ponchartrain
I pinned a flower
in my sails,
Keep a hold of the tiger by the tail,
A half a ham sandwich in my lunch pail,
That'd be alright.
[Chorus]
Yeah, that'd be
street
To finally be alive
And I know nothing good comes easy
All good things take some time
I made my bed I'll lie in it
To die in it's the crime
I get my bag and I do it all like it’s no business
I’m goin all the way I tell em all good riddance
Catch a flight yeah, go out of state
I’m with
half-insane
Gonna buy a fast car, put on my lead boots, and take a long, long drive
I may end up spendin' all my money
But I'll still be alive
All I did
walkin to New Orleans
You used to be my honey
Till you spent all my money
No use for you to cry
I'll see you by and by
'Cause I'm walkin' to New
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